...And we are already so much damaged, so much marked, so much injured, we are already missing so many pieces. We get broken every day and then slowly we put our pieces back together and we become us again. Every day something scratch us, altering forever the smoothness of our skin. Our traumas are visible. We seem the same from far away in the dark, but, if you look more carefully, you will see the marks, the scars, the pieces that we are missing, our worn edges, our rafters. We are slightly more shabby and worn-out every day.