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This title is printed to order. This book may have been self-published. If so, we cannot guarantee the quality of the content. In the main most books will have gone through the editing process however some may not. We therefore suggest that you be aware of this before ordering this book. If in doubt check either the author or publisher’s details as we are unable to accept any returns unless they are faulty. Please contact us if you have any questions.
Perdue dans la toundra boreale, une femme est adossee a un inukshuk, la tete penchee en avant enfouie dans son capuchon de peau de phoque. Il fait tres froid. Elle est arrivee la ou personne ne va, au bout du chemin, au bout de son chemin. Son esprit febrile vacille. Des souvenirs et des reves s'entremelent pour la replonger dans les evenements de son passe. Elle attend. Elle attend des reponses qui ne viendront peut-etre jamais.
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This title is printed to order. This book may have been self-published. If so, we cannot guarantee the quality of the content. In the main most books will have gone through the editing process however some may not. We therefore suggest that you be aware of this before ordering this book. If in doubt check either the author or publisher’s details as we are unable to accept any returns unless they are faulty. Please contact us if you have any questions.
Perdue dans la toundra boreale, une femme est adossee a un inukshuk, la tete penchee en avant enfouie dans son capuchon de peau de phoque. Il fait tres froid. Elle est arrivee la ou personne ne va, au bout du chemin, au bout de son chemin. Son esprit febrile vacille. Des souvenirs et des reves s'entremelent pour la replonger dans les evenements de son passe. Elle attend. Elle attend des reponses qui ne viendront peut-etre jamais.