« In front of the age, are we not all exiles? »
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Dominique Blondeau
Les Errantes |
Dominique Blondeau
Les Errantes
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« The time of lovers is waste of time when man is bent over the body of a woman that he has done to discover. »
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Dominique Blondeau
Les Errantes |
Dominique Blondeau
Les Errantes
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« When a feeling is inexpressible, duped by the desire of the other, it's love, isn't it? »
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Dominique Blondeau
Les Funambules |
Dominique Blondeau
Les Funambules
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