"I can even imagine what would be the last sadness I would have in life, the end of my own life, my time is up, I won't be able to defend myself after I stop functioning, I will be definitively immobile, without any good future, a victim of the existential inertia of the past generation, not yours, nor mine, I never wanted to be a roasted animal sold at an open-air market in the Congo, ...".

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