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Like everyone else, I emerged in tears. I can already see the stage, decorated by smiling strangers around me. they’ve waited impatiently for what would be the little baby hidden in the womb. And now fate … After some time, the subject will be closed. The baby becomes annoying, and gradually as he grows, he understands :  We cry at birth to breathe, I have another version of things . He left a safe place, warm, and here he is exposed to a cold world, dangerous,suspecting already what awaits him …