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For me it's the smell of basil, for you it's your grandfather's cologne or a Backstreet Boys song.<br><br> These are the things that remind us of the child we once were.<br> And they are all different.<br><br> We don't share the same frame of reference.<br> We are strangers,<br> But as surprising as it may seem to you,<br> Tonight, for the duration of a show,<br> You will see that I am you and you are me.<br><br> We all did a great job to earn a living, like sorting curtain rods at Gifi.<br> I had a girlfriend/guy who broke my heart.<br> Lost his keys before going to work.<br> Bought clothes when we had no money left,<br> He checked his passport 56 times before boarding the plane.<br> Lost something 76 times even though it was in our pocket.<br><br> In short, real life,<br><br> The one that makes us human, the one that reminds us where we are but without forgetting where we come from, without forgetting the smell of basil. Or your grandfather's cologne, or a Backstreet Boys song. Anyway, come on my friend, let's laugh at ourselves, it'll do us good! We all have a Proustian madeleine, don't we?