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gnaient screens. Where was the quiet legendary stuntman?<br />

His nostrils quivered, his face was covered sweat, its<br />

expression was only terror. In a snap,<br />

he undid his seat belt and we consider in turn as so many<br />

foreigners. The first, dominated Raoul:<br />

Are you ok ? Bresson was trembling in every limb. It did not<br />

at all.<br />

- I spent a Moch … The room fills with applause slowed<br />

much quickly to the man whirled on itself, distraught.<br />

- I spent a … Moch, he continued. But what I saw next is …<br />

terrible! More ovations. Nothing but silence. Jean hustled<br />

us to rush to a microphone. Taking possession, he<br />

groaned:<br />

- It … It … do not die. Up there, after the first wall is<br />

despicable. Despicable. You can not know what extent. I<br />

beg you all, please: do not die more! 113 - Italian poetry<br />

“Cerberus, the cruel and monstrous beast Barking and<br />

barking out of his triple head Against the poor plunged into<br />

this hell.<br />

The eye on fire, the mane foul and bloody, Having trouble

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