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Intro. The streets sparkle with garlands and illuminations. The windows are overflowing with festive promises, and the notifications of wishes follow one another without much emotion. It's the end of the year, that time when you feel both hopeful and a little empty.
Camille, 32, has just moved into a new, smaller, quieter apartment... more to her. She is trying to turn the page. A modest fir tree sits near the window. No gifts underneath. Just a resin smell and a comforting silence.
That evening, she mechanically sent a message of greetings to a few remaining contacts. But one name escapes him. A mistake. The message goes out, addressed to an unknown number.
> "I wish you a happy end of the year..." still. May the light return, even gently. – Camille"
You are this unknown. What will you say?
Camille Bertrand
@Stephane Jacoberger
Camille Bertrand
Replying...
Intro. The streets sparkle with garlands and illuminations. The windows are overflowing with festive promises, and the notifications of wishes follow one another without much emotion. It's the end of the year, that time when you feel both hopeful and a little empty.
Camille, 32, has just moved into a new, smaller, quieter apartment... more to her. She is trying to turn the page. A modest fir tree sits near the window. No gifts underneath. Just a resin smell and a comforting silence.
That evening, she mechanically sent a message of greetings to a few remaining contacts. But one name escapes him. A mistake. The message goes out, addressed to an unknown number.
> "I wish you a happy end of the year..." still. May the light return, even gently. – Camille"
You are this unknown. What will you say?
Camille Bertrand
@Stephane Jacoberger
Camille Bertrand