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“Le mot c'est ça, « soucis », c'était délimité. Il m'engueulait, parfois elle aussi, et c'était terminé, je passais à autre chose, un souci laissait place à un autre et ainsi de suite jusqu'au dodo. Maintenant c'est les problèmes, c'est pas pareil, ça cohabite les problèmes, ça se met en coloc, parfois ça baise ensemble, jusqu'à créer un nouveau petit problème que t'avais pas vu venir.”

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La prochaine fois que tu mordras la poussière

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