Ma mère a reçu en présent une boîte à bijoux en provenance de Kiev. Mélodie de mon enfance, elle qui couronne mes saudades de son beau diadème, en cette heure noire elle fredonne un sinistre requiem
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Will we have the strength to agree to disagree and the courage to work together in spite of that? I pray that the reasons for our concerns will soon be behind and that we’ll emerge from this stronger
I was born under a communist regime: 1984 in the People’s Republic of Benin. In fact, I can only believe in freedom. And I understand the fears of those who fear the advent of an Orwellian civilization. Strangely I never made the link with the book and my year of birth, but I’m getting sidetracked⠀What […]