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The Republic of Others
Chapter One: The Price of Glass
The first window broke at nine seventeen.
It belonged to a shop on Avenue Montaigne where a handbag cost more than Nassim Belkacem’s mother earned in six months. Nassim knew this because his friend Kévin, who had never owned anything more expensive than a stolen iPhone, announced the price before throwing the brick.
“Four thousand euros!” he shouted.
The glass shattered.
“Congratulations,” Nassim said. “You’ve liberated the handbag.”
There were six of them, all between nineteen and twenty-two, all born in France, and none particularly interested in the French…
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