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J'éprouvais la sensation profonde qu'il fallait me rendre sur le terrain, que je devais être avec les armes.

	Sad Jacob , or at least his lower self, suspended above darkness, but at least right on track, heading out on a spur ligne of the celestial tramway towards happy days, which are scattered in fleurs clumps along the cactus horizon .

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Sad Jacob, or at least his lower self, suspended above darkness, but at least right on track, heading out on a spur line of the celestial tramway towards happy days, which are scattered in flower clumps along the cactus horizon.