No Doubt.
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Last published Fri, Nov 10, 2023
Fort-De-France était ameuté par les commérages qui distillaient de part et d'autre. Quelques Foyalais auraient presque envie d'alléguer une quelconque visite en dehors de la plus grande ville de la Martinique et de réduire la distance d'une trentaine de Kilomètres qui les dissociaient des Vauclinois depuis que l'on relatait sans cesse qu'une pouliche berçait entre ses frêles bras de gamine de douze ans, un petit être humain, en bonne santé.
Quitte à perdre trente dollars en Taxi, le petit Christian s'attirait une notoriété imminente et on voulait tout savoir.
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