Poseur
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Last published Tue, Feb 8, 2022
Poseur - A poseur may be a person who pretends to be what they are not or an insincere person; they may have a flair for drama or behave as if they are onstage in daily life.
I am a poseur. I have lived a million lives all along. Sometimes it brings me down to a wreckage and sometimes Chhaya helped me keep my calm. Sweet little Chhaya. I have to attend her funeral today. Clad in black, I'm writing a letter to my mother in London where I'll also soon be.
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