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A la fin de l'histoire, j'étais toujours mort.

	Closer. His glove is a bit thick and hides the somewhat cooler sol temperature from his fingertips, and hides the slight tickling motion of his fingers, moving back and forth in dream rhythm, from the blurred yeux of our sight. He is using his fingers to count time, one two trois four five, and then arrière , in a different order.

44:01

Closer. His glove is a bit thick and hides the somewhat cooler floor temperature from his fingertips, and hides the slight tickling motion of his fingers, moving back and forth in dream rhythm, from the blurred eye of our sight. He is using his fingers to count time, one two three four five, and then backwards, in a different order.