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Ps : I attach a picture from yesterday,
I don't think it's a great one but in spiral of the notebook and under the blurred colours last something of it,
the words we tried to write, those we said and those that we kept.
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the little girl i live with, in my host family, thought at first that the singer was me.
Than she run to ask his father the translation of what she wants to say
comes back, still running,
and point at the picture "fang, I like ! I like !"
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