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Can we educate entire societies? Ronja discusses the idea with a lifeguard from Berlin, Extinction Rebellion activists and a couple of artists

Throughout childhood, children spend much of their time in school where they learn essential social and cognitive skills for life. 

A blow-by-blow account of one momentous day that marked a turning point in the history of a nation and its people.

Who really were our ancestors? And what can our DNA tell us about them and us?

Ex-footballer turned anti-poverty activist Neven Subotić discusses the books that changed his life.

An exclusive investigation into the Russian paramilitary organisation Wagner, headed by oligarch Yevgeny Prigozhin. 

After the fall of the Berlin Wall, East Germans had to get used to a new way of consuming, working, and living. 

A technical feat and the pride of Ukraine, this is the story of a giant of aviation history, the Antonov AN-225 Mriya.

How can we have more fulfilling sex? Ronja von Rönne meets couples and singles who have reinvented their sexuality.

The US and Israel’s war is inevitably also Europe’s war. But Europe is divided on how to act.

Using the latest technology, researchers are discovering the bright colours of ancient Greek art and architecture.  

From queer cake sitting to sex positive tasting evenings, Tracks finds out about food and sexuality.

Jean-Michel Jarre sets up his equipment on Seville's Plaza de España for an immersive concert-show.

A look back at the Jeffrey Epstein's life and how the Epstein Files are exposing corruption at the highest level.

A complex feeling that is both problematic and useful, the latest research on boredom.

You can’t get rid of the ‘oldest profession in the world,’ but European countries are grappling with how to regulate the sex trade.

ow can we age well? Ronja von Rönne trys to find out by talking to chimney sweep Norbert Skrobek, who is close to retirement and Monika Gutte who defies age with a zest for life

An old man swims in the sea. As he moves through the water, memories resurface...