SUICIDE OF FAIR ROMAN
The lounge of the novel is dead, Saturday evening enregion Paris.
The newspaper and the author of ceslignes are obviously collapsed and offer their condolences to the family beyond great literature.
Circumstances surrounding cettedisparition are tragic, but we can not write anything here that nelaissait predict this. Indeed, we had met the fair romanquelques days before his fatal gesture. He had told us and Tonetti somewhat depressed, "You know, it takes the énergiepour continue to keep me like this, right in my boots, all ans.Alors that I can well tell you, I am sick and tired of this populationd'auteurs, who only think about coming home, for fun, go unweek-end leisure, booze, binge at the expense of Princess, assouvirleur need to copulation, claiming me to present their latest work, laplupart time, a book written in a hurry, kind of bad, black, humorous, or worse both. I know it's my fault that j'auraisdu be more vigilant and not allow the coming of true literature books, with two large L
We do not think this flagellation was premonitory of premature death ... but we will read it before each book of great literature, the authors dare mauvaisgenre sometimes described as dusty, even boring, unepensée we moved to our living room disappeared.
Bruno De La Vega
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