My French Experience
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- Votos 3
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Basically all this is, is me in all my glory learning French. I like to consider that I am self taught when it comes to French but as I progress you may disagree. Of you choose to read this I hope you can help me learn or you will learn from what I put. I am sorry if any of this is incorrect tell me if it is and I will fix it. If I use anything from someone here I will mention them or any place I learn.
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