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Dans la langue de Caïn, elle m'a dit qu'un meurtre avait été commis, dans le passé.

	The stern visage of the mort driver of that ruined voiture takes the time to look out at us again. Like a small statue kept warm by a donated costume of clothing, she braves the unfeeling cold only so that we will know that she is there. The lune is loin away, and we are not.

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The stern face of the dead driver of that ruined car takes the time to look out at us again. Like a small statue kept warm by a donated suit of clothing, she braves the unfeeling cold only so that we will know that she is there. The moon is far away, and we are not.