4 (french) Werber, Bernard

crazy suicidal or not they enjoy the support of their
government. With that, I salute you.
I walked quickly toward the exit when the nurse grabbed my
arm. For the first time I heard the sound of his voice.
- Wait, we need you. She did not beg, she had worn in a
cold almost indifferent. That it should be used in the
exercise of his profession to demand cotton wool or scalpel
to-end chrome.
I met his gaze. She had eyes of a color rare: navy blue with
a little beige in the center, an iris like a lost island in an
ocean. I immediately plunged like a black abyss.
She continued to stare at me, smile without me, without
really amenity. As if the mere spoken to me was already the
largest concessions. I drew back. I could not wait to escape
this place mortal.
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