to be continued(said mohammed atchaoui) ... he was walking on the street of a fancy neighborhood, when suddenly he saw a beautiful, a perfect, a desirable girl of all meaning. Though he knew his place in society, that his poor status with no future, with no education, with no friend to talk, he followed his lust and went to talk to her. first he stopped her by the hand and told her "hello". the girl responded, "hello, what can i do for you?" the boy's hand started shaking and sweating, his face blushing. he looked in her lips and told her "i think this seems weird but i think i like you". she looked at him and saw a pathetic man with nice clothes, ugly face, old body, although he is just a teenager. in that moment he realized from her look what a pathetic person he is. In that moment he felt of a dose of shame and pity going in his chest. all the lies, all the enthusiasm, all the hope spread by the media is a complete. "i am the one of the few people who got a sweet fantasy to resort, and a bitter world to live in.

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