"Après l'orage vient le calme, mais ce calme n'est jamais arrivé. Il a toujours eu un éclair dans ses yeux, le tonnerre dans sa voix. Et il essayait de le démolir par la quantité de bouteilles de bière vides et cigarettes prêtes à fumer il jeta sur la route."
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"After a storm comes a calm but that calm never came. He always had lightning in his eyes, thunder in his voice. And he was trying to demolish it by the amount of empty beer bottles and finished cigarettes he tossed on the road."
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Short Story"and so i drowned myself in alcohol to ignore the fact that i would have rather drowned myself in a lake." ----- Two messed-up people meet in the most messed-up way, and suddenly life is less messed-up because of their messed-up encounter. Copyright...
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