I’ll try to describe it, but I think it’s only for me

Isn't life beautiful in the way that we have so many intimate moments with ourselves? Where no-one else is capable of knowing or understanding? A compilation of calendar years that won't settle to arrange themselves in an agenda. Like when I finally cried, and it was silent and warm. I loved that drive, past the …

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Méru, FR

Ils m'ont dit beaucoup de fois "c'est une ville sensible". Et? “On doit faire attention." "Pourquoi Méru ?" Again, and again these phrases urged caution and warnings to the assistante de langue before arriving as well as throughout her term of teaching in the small town of Méru. “Une jeune fille? À Méru?” She was left …

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