Les vacances d'été
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Cette année j'ai 18 ans et après avoir eu mon BAC je décide d'aller travailler dans une colonie de vacances dans le sud (je suis du Massif Central). C'est pendant ce voyage que je rencontre des personnes inoubliables.
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