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Part 11 – Chapter 2

The Streets Are Strangely Calm, People Seem Relaxed. Maybe The System Is Already Starting To Prove Itself. It’S A Few Minutes Walk From The City Center, In A Deserted Industrial Area, That I Discover The Temple Of Vanity. A Former Power Plant, Abandoned For Several Years, Which Now Has The Difficult Task Of Reminding Selfie Addicts That The World Does Not Revolve Around Them. A Queue Of About A Hundred People Separates Me From The Entrance, And Observing The Diversity Of Its Occupants Is Already Therapy In Itself. After A Good Hour Of Waiting, I Finally Pass Through The Huge 6 Meter High Metal Door, To Enter This Place Of Appearance Culture, A Clever Mix Between A Modern Church And An Ice-Cream Palace At A Carnival. Thousands Of Mirrors Show My Face From All Angles, The Cameras Were On Me, Displaying Me On Screens With Different Filters, Making Me So Beautiful That I Struggle To Recognize Myself. In This Fortress Of Self-Centeredness, I Replace God For A Moment, Focused On Every Part Of My Little Person. After A Few Minutes, It’S Already Too Much. I Look For The Way Out Of This Maze, Stuck In A Painful Spiral Where My Own Reflection Prevents Me From Moving Forward. I’M Anxious. Cornered, I Put A Knee On The Ground. And It Was When I Stopped Contemplating Myself That I Saw A Line On The Ground, Guiding Me To The Exit.

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