A conversation – short story – Part III

Eric knew he was being carried. His feet weren’t touching the floor, his wrists and ankles were tied to the chair he was sitting on, and he felt the pair of arms on holding the arms on each side. He was blindfolded and the place smelled of fresh paint. There was no other sound and …

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« JE N’ARRIVE PAS À TROUVER QUELQU’UN… »

Cette phrase m’irrite. Extrêmement. Un peu trop d’ailleurs. Quand j’entends quelqu’un dire cette phrase quelque peu sinistre, pour ne pas dire triste, j’ai simplement envie de dire « sérieux » ? Tu n’arrives pas à trouver quelqu’un ? Tu n’arrives pas à trouver une seule personne ? Mathématiquement parlant, cette phrase qui fait référence aux relations romantiques, n’a aucun sens. …

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BEING YOURSELF CAN SOMETIMES BE COSTLY.

Let’s start with something extremely basic and absolute; we are all different. You will never find a copy of yourself anywhere, physically and especially not psychologically. Identical twins, the quintessential example of homogeneity, because their DNA is identical to the last strand, end up being different people psychologically because no one can go through the …

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