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It all began at the beach. I was rumbling my head on a piece of cloth and I was a child again, summer holidays at the beach, you know the feeling. My head was deep into the cloth and it…
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A short night
Some kind of emergency signal is blaring. After a vain and quick struggle, barricaded under a large pillow, the fat man fails to contain the noise and awakes. The cabin is empty but for him, a mound of clothes and…
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Stranded
The fat man has an air of authority around him. He is seating lazily, hands on his shirt, waiting for the crowd to move. Next to him crouches a child with the stern eyes of a watch dog. A villager…
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Le « public jeune », promesse ou mirage ?
Un débat sur ce thème s’est déroulé lundi 16 mai au Celsa, école des métiers de l’information et de la communication dépendant de la Sorbonne. En voici un petit compte-rendu. Attention, les chiffres ont été récupérés à la volée et…
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The bike and the barbecue
This post is part of the EVE Blog Banter, a monthly EVE Online blogging extravaganza created by CrazyKinux. Any questions about the EVE Blog Banter should be directed to him. The twenty-sixth topic comes from @KatiaSae of the much praised…