"I have long dreamed that my mother was black. I had invented a story, a past, to escape reality when I returned from Africa in this country, in this city where I knew no one, where I became a stranger. Then I found out when my father at the age of retirement, returned to live with us in France, that he was African. It was difficult to accept. It took me back, again, try to understand. Remembering this, I wrote this little book. "

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