Les quais de métro
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Le plus fatiguant dans le métro, c'est de suivre ses pensées. Ça sonne ridicule, je sais, presque comique même. Mais ça l'est pas. Tu peux me croire...
D'ailleurs, tu penses que c'est quoi toi ? Qu'est-ce qui fatigue le plus dans le métro ? Moi, au début, quand j'ai commencé à le prendre tout seul pour aller au lycée, j'pensais que c'était le bruit. Pas seulement la sonnerie, hein, l'ensemble. Les gens qui discutent, le moteur qui grondent, cette putain de sonnerie qui résonnent à chaque station... Elle, c'est la pire. Je l'ai trop entendu. Hier, comme aujourd'hui. D'hiver en printemps, elle est toujours là. Au début, elle résonnait dans la station, maintenant elle résonne dans mon crâne.
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