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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.
Il est ne en automne. Il est mort en hiver. Il a vu le jour dans une chambre triste, au fond d'un hopital ou son pere etait medecin. Un soir de brouillard glacial il a rendu l'ame dans la saison noire. Il a beaucoup respire la nuit polaire. De l'aube triste aux pleines te-nebres, il a toujours eu commerce avec l'ombre, et l'odeur des pauvres a toujours flotte autour de lui. L'hopital de sa naissance etait l'hospice des mendiants…
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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.
Il est ne en automne. Il est mort en hiver. Il a vu le jour dans une chambre triste, au fond d'un hopital ou son pere etait medecin. Un soir de brouillard glacial il a rendu l'ame dans la saison noire. Il a beaucoup respire la nuit polaire. De l'aube triste aux pleines te-nebres, il a toujours eu commerce avec l'ombre, et l'odeur des pauvres a toujours flotte autour de lui. L'hopital de sa naissance etait l'hospice des mendiants…