On Dehtiarivska Street in Kyiv stands a mosque, one of two in the mainly Christian capital. Going inside, the first person I met was five-year old Miriam. Standing near the entrance, shifting from one foot to another in her pink hijab, she shyly asked me to help her undo her shoelaces. Just like the rest of the visitors of the mosque, she had to take off her shoes before going into the praying hall. Many pairs of shoes are stacked in special shelves in a tiny room next to the entrance.