At the top of the first page, Rémi has written—no, not written, but scrawled—in thick strokes, with ballpoint pen:
ABANDON YOURSELF

Below that:
but no one is willing to place one's self within a state of complete insecurity

Some sketches, frames, it would seem, of motion, or scenes, still lives from his past, and at the bottom, below the boxes and stick figures and paltry attempts at portraying a landscape, a question, to himself, to whom, to the unknown reader residing in the future, acutely shaded in desperate, impoverished letters:
what does it mean for the reader to understand what the protagonist does not?
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