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J'en ai juste assez de voir des textes illisibles, mal traduits, copié-collé, mal-présentés, donc voilà autant que ma voix atteignent quelques oreilles attentives. Je ne suis absolument pas parfaite, je ne suis pas prof, pas auteure de métier, pas éditrice, non rien de tout ça. Juste une meuf qui lit des textes sur internets depuis des années et qui en a marre de voir son expérience gâchée par des incapables, ou plus généralement des gens qui ne se rendent pas compte de leurs erreurs. Je serais aussi salée qu'inconstante dans ce recueil. 

Je suis ouverte au dialogue certaines choses dont je me plaindrais ne concerne que très peu de gens mais bon, on verraTous Droits Réservés

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