few days have passed since the end of Asylum purity Théâtre du Trident. I heal my wounds. I remain attentive to the shock wave that caused it. According to some spectators shocked, days were needed before recover. For others, embarrassed silence that arises in the remembrance of the show says a lot about the discomfort they have felt. Finally, for many, some times of the Asylum remain forever etched in their memory I was told about chills, excitement and necessity. However, others have told me they left the room in anger while a few have asked the same gesture made a liberating laughter. No one was indifferent. As for me, I smile at this evocation, proud of what I've accomplished, but also overwhelmed by all this excess. Fortunately, a few meetings with students from CEGEP Sainte-Foy and FX Garneau this week helped get me full circle, I told them about including the need for our nation to peddle again flouted the original voices, which by their brilliant audacity, once we have to get out of the matrix of the Great Darkness. I would I also mentioned that the same voice or other more current would be wise to repeat the feat six decades later. On both sides of the province some of them are already trying to remind our citizens harm can be irreparable door to our soul of the nation's Conservative government in Ottawa. We must listen.
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