Me, Seinfeld and the Tumor: How I Survived the Apocalypse
"Diagnosed with tumor". I repeated in my mind, for several times: "tumor, tumor, tumor". It sounded like hell. I was a passenger on the damned Titanic and I had no chances to get away: I had hit the iceberg, the ship was swallowing water like a thirsty giant and the few wooden boats were already filled with children, women, and rich guys who had bribed the sailors.