Mi idioma nativo es el #español así que usaré un traductor...
A work that made me question my existence was Homo Deus by Yuval Harari
It made me think about who I am, who I have been and who I will be.
It made me question the people around me, if I really know them, if they really know me. In a society where with a couple of clicks you can get a date on Tinder, or how a person's identity changes after changing their physiognomy by undergoing surgery. Who was the real individual, the old one or the new one?
A journey of existential exploration and our role in what we agreed to call 'society'