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- LECTURES 70
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- Chapitres 1
Terminé dim., janv. 19, 20208m
« La foule se meut et chacun suit le rythme de leurs pas. Un épais brouillard empêche de visualiser l'immensité de cet endroit. Les briques rouges s'alignent et forment de multiples bâtisses, certaines fourmillent d'humains d'autres sont complètement vides. Un énorme tas de cheveux traîne dans un coin, à l'abri des regards extérieurs. »
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