And this is the truth. Because he may only be eighteen years old, but it already seems pretty obvious that the world is divided into two groups: the doers and the watchers. To the people that things happen to and to the rest of us, who just get on with it. The Luluses and the Allysons.
It never occurred to me that by pretending to be Lulu, I could slip into that other column, even for just one day.
I turn to Willem to see what he will say to this, but before he can answer, the train plunges into darkness as we enter the Channel Tunnel. According to the factoids I read, in less than twenty minutes we'll be in Calais and then an hour later in Paris. But right now, I have the feeling that this train is not only taking me to Paris, but to a whole new place.
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