« Those who decide often have grey hair: for them, the future extends little further than a few years. »
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Florent Perret
The Long Journey |
Florent Perret
The Long Journey
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« He closed his eyes, counting the seconds and breathing in rhythm, but time seemed dilated, and the space between two numbers was worth eternity. »
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Florent Perret
The Long Journey |
Florent Perret
The Long Journey
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« I saw my first tree in a museum in Vancouver, Henri recalled. A sad stunted thing planted in a square of earth, in the middle of the marble slabs of the gallery. I still remember my disappointment. »
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Florent Perret
The Long Journey |
Florent Perret
The Long Journey
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