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Ce blog est une autofiction. Le récit d’un voyage. L’histoire d’une rencontre.
The tale of an encounter, a path where reality meets inner journey…

Freedom’s just another word for nothing left to lose,
Nothing don’t mean nothing honey if it ain’t free, now now.
And feeling good was easy, Lord, when he sang the blues,
You know feeling good was good enough for me,
Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee.

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