Since the place of my story is in a digital concentration camp that is still visible, my words to members of my people are: "We are your children  from the nightmare of the future. We are a warning among you. You did not recognize your child  by killing mine. You don't recognize your girls  by abusing me. We're just prototypes of your loved  ones coming". In vain. They look at me but  they don't see me, they listen to me but they don't hear me...An indoctrinated bunch of  blind fools...Nowhere man, there are no people who would understand that.

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