Brishen
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Brishen, c'est mon nom. J'avais d'abord pensé donner à mon histoire le nom de Fence, mais je crois que ce que je cherche à vous raconter va bien au delà de cela. Je ne peux pas être seulement définie comme étant une barrière. Non, il faut aller plus loin, creuser plus profond. Parce que la surface n'est pas ce que nous sommes. Le masque peut tomber, et là, horreur, vous apparaissez différent. La question est, qu'est ce que vous choisissez de faire avec ce constat? Continuez-vous à avancer ou reculez-vous?
Parce que, au fond...qui êtes-vous?
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