“One moment please,” I hear a feeble voice say from very far away and realise, with a jolt, it is mine. I open my fist, which until now has been tightly closed, smoothen out a crumpled piece of paper and place it infront of me. I scan it in desperation, looking for a familiar word but the paper could well have been written in cipher for all I can read. I look up again. The auditorium is silent. The faces stare back...
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