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Le sable se collait à son visage, pénétrant sa peau un peu plus avec chaque bourrasque de vent, comme des milliers de minuscules couteaux. Son oeil gauche était en lambeaux, le droit était fixé sur la femme qui lui faisait face.
"Le désert est inaltérable."
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