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Mahmoud is a young gay, Arab, and precarious teenager who takes advantage of his brother's absence, who has gone to play soccer, to enjoy a little freedom in their shared room. There, in this cramped space, he dives into his world, a universe punctuated by the repertoire of Beyoncé who sponsors his solitude. In the middle of a small room with pale pink hues, Hakim Bouacha seems to pull a good dozen characters out of his hat. With the help of a scarf tied around his neck, a slightly forced swagger, or a caricatural demeanor, he mimics with amusement those who have populated his life. From memories to memories, from clichés to clichés, he exposes with humor the stigmas he has suffered. He admits to having embraced some and struggled with others, nevertheless, these stereotypes say more about those who are at their origin than about young Mahmoud. It is a whole universe that comes to life under the features of the brilliant actor who is as biting as he is tender. His confidences are punctuated by covers including those of Mylène Farmer, mobilizing several registers on stage and revealing the rich panel of a multiple performer. Starting from the stereotypes that stick to the skin, Hakim Bouacha allows himself a free, touching, irreverent, almost sociological fiction on the construction of a complex identity.