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“La jungle bruie selon ses propres lois, insoucieuse des hommes qui croient l'explorer. Dans les forêts où l'homme vient régulièrement chasser, à proximité des villes, dans toute l'Europe et particulièrement en Angleterre, les animaux ont depuis longtemps appris à se taire à l'approche de l'homme, à le fuir comme le prédateur suprême : cette créature qui tue contre nature, sans que la nécessité ne l'y force. Le silence apaisant de nos campagnes n'est que le signe tangible de la terreur que l'homme y fait régner.”

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The Theory of Clouds

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