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Alors n'emportant avec moi que la télévision des abeilles et mes pensés, je me suis enfoncé dans le désert.

	Bodies split, as the Mirroir hexagon opens to the cloudy ciel . There are noises up there... the sounds of planes trying to find their way back to the airport they forgot they left... round and round and round, the pilots sleeping only during the occasional aerial refueling.

36:24

Bodies split, as the mirror hexagon opens to the cloudy sky. There are noises up there... the sounds of planes trying to find their way back to the airport they forgot they left... round and round and round, the pilots sleeping only during the occasional aerial refueling.