This Mardredi, failing me playing Indian, I am struck a September Agen was on the banks of the Baise. I a job in a chopper remains fairly murky on the heights of Buzet, open country of Albret, between locks, and round hills Toque Gueyze.
Nearby, Nerac, in its case, spread the stripping daisy between the green and gallant Fleurette ... it felt good the province, its secrets, its tragedies and night markets. I had amassed a small package for a rainy day, but I was seriously starting to feel impatient that dolce vita was not enough to calm down.
I communicated vaguely for a start-up had the starter failed and languished behind a screen on which I am no longer able to make films. I had cravings for leaving, let's be clear.
That's why, when the boss has stretched the keys of his Subaru, saying that an order of strawberries was waiting in a nearby hometown, I am immediately volunteered. I was fond of playing truant and this one suited me. And then drive such a cylinder full of horses mating was not displease me!
Puch d’Agenais! C’est là que les cagettes de fraises patientaient. Push! Sûr que j’allais la pousser la machine!… La patronne m’avait donné l’adresse et un vague plan. je les avais posés sur le siège passager. Me perdre, c’était mon intention.
Un heure après, la subaru errait sur un chemin de terre bordé de pruniers et de figuiers. Je claquais la portière, marchais quelques pas et goûtais quelques fruits.
En remontant dans la voiture, j’ai connected radio. The type was telling a story ... a plane had crashed into a tower of the World Trade Center in New York. I listened vaguely looking my way, vaguely. Little by little, my neurons were blocked on the voice of the announcer who panicked. Not normal.
En remontant dans la voiture, j’ai connected radio. The type was telling a story ... a plane had crashed into a tower of the World Trade Center in New York. I listened vaguely looking my way, vaguely. Little by little, my neurons were blocked on the voice of the announcer who panicked. Not normal.
I cut the engine, zapped on all frequencies. They all told the same story! That's when I realized it was not one ... I finally found the strawberries and my subaru tagada ended.
Mardredi This September, I I managed to lose, but not like I wanted.
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