We dream without memory, in such a way that the dream of any particular night is no doubt a fragment of a response to an immemorial dying, barred by desire’s repetitiousness. There is no stop, there is no interval between dreaming and waking Maurice Blanchot
il fait encore un peu frais pour prendre le bateau non? Bon dimanche:)
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Bonjour, oui la nuit sera plus chaude pour prendre le navire , belle journée
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