In My Mind
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"Par ou commencer... Vous dire que c'est une histoire inspirée de faits réels ? Nan ça tout le monde sans fout ! Quelle est déconseillée aux personnes trop fragiles ou trop jeunes ?
Conneries, l'on est jamais assez jeune pour apprendre la vie !
Ici, je vais vous dévoilez une vie que peu de personnes connaissent, une vie violente, de malchances, d'acharnements et de désillusion. En tout cas, c'est le travail de plusieurs années d'observation et de notes que vous allez pouvoir lire. Chaque questions aura une réponse au fur et à mesure de l'avancement de cette histoire."
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