Gauloises (Paris 1986)

UK (approximate translation): My father smoked a lot of brown cigarettes to heavy smell and to blue clouds. Sometimes, round smokes escaped and rose like jellyfish trying to reach the light. My hands danced in the atmosphere. He was looking at me, I felt it, so he sent me more smoke. Drowned, our bodies disappeared […]

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