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This is not a normal entry.
On April the 15th we've lost part of our identity, our history, our hearts. Words cannot express how shocked I was when I first saw the livestreaming of this immense disaster. The horror when I saw that spire being destroyed. The despair in those people's eyes reflecting in mines.
I've been living my summers in Paris since when I was 15yo and it feels somehow like home to me. Everytime something happens there, my heart cries.
Right now, I'm sitting in the virtual recreation of Notre Dame de Paris. People are teleporting here from all over the grid since the other day.
It soothes my heart, knowing that we're all still capable of feeling something.
http://maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Paris%201900/29/121/24
