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Publié le 18 Janvier 2019

En 1187, le jour de son mariage, devant la noce scandalisée, la jeune Esclarmonde refuse de dire "oui" : elle veut faire respecter son voeu de s'offrir à Dieu, contre la décision de son père, le châtelain régnant sur le domaine des Murmures. La jeune...

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Publié le 7 Août 2016

Living with suicide… leaving life rather living life… my life… having a life… That’s it too late now… I’m born… a fallen angel into the purgatory of the living… living dead… living death… living death… walking with death… walking beside myself… it’s a...

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Publié le 31 Juillet 2016

for Adele The news was still ringing in her ears… dead… shot dead… dead… dead and… gone… dead shocked… The situation was beyond repair… no turning the clock back… and she was beyond therapy… Late… too late… it was too late now… the damage was done… her...

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Publié le 29 Juillet 2016

Noah’s Ark On my daily ‘early morning-late evening’ run into out of the city… riding the bumpy overcrowded suburban train in a daze… feeling like death warmed up… we pass a modern building running along the tracks… Now I liked that building… I couldn’t...

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Publié le 13 Juin 2016

for Linda and Tricia One of my colleagues, Peter English, fancied one of my friends… and so I offered to introduce them… and the funny thing is they already had the same name… English… So I arranged to me at the pub after work… and introduced… Peter English...

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Publié le 22 Mai 2016

Riding a suburban train into Paris after the Nov 13 attacks was more than a challenge… Of course security was intended to be at its best if late… but people were trying their utmost… and sitting on a train next to a seat occupied by a big bag from a big...

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Publié le 2 Mai 2016

Some people are dyslexic… some people are colour blind… I’m face blind… I’m dyslexic when it comes to faces… I wouldn’t know my own mother if I ran into on a street… it’s terrible I know but it’s not so bad in fact… it has given me another look on life...

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Publié le 11 Avril 2016

Jason was the life and soul of the party… and he was invited at every single one of them…. people simply loved him… his company… his jokes… his intelligence… his culture… and he was good looking too… there seemed to be nothing wrong with him… Jason here...

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Publié le 3 Avril 2016

Our behaviour teaches people how to treat us… and the company we keep defines us… Talk of miss Marple coming around and she’s all over you… prying spying… pushing her nosy snout up into your affairs and business… listening in on every conversion… and...

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Publié le 26 Mars 2016

I have never been alone… never ever… as far back as I can remember… never alone… and if always enjoyed my own company they wouldn’t leave me alone… let me be… and let me be me… Wherever I went as soon as I was alone they appeared in turns to show me and...

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