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All-singing, all-acting, all-writing, all-blogging, all mouth and a little bit of trousers, a little bit of everything all rolled into one. This is just a short note to refer you to my new blog, which will explain my absence.
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It Took the Night to Believe. I Will Lay Down My Bones Among the Rocks and Roots. Alfred Eisenstaedt, Hiroshima, Four Months After, 1945.
Abonne-toi à mon blog! Je suis bien plus proche de toi que tu ne le penses. Je suis bien plus proche de toi que tu ne le penses. Non, tout va bien. Et bien, je suis ici juste de .
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