9 juin 2008
perpignan, goats and the accordeon attack
perpignan was my last stop before going back to the place i grew up, this place that saw me riding my bike, saw me studiing, crying sometimes, that place that receive my puke when too drunk, where i touched my first girl, played years and years of music, just the place in this world that made me as i am. sorry i should speak more about perpignan than marseille. so i went there to see my bro, tibo, see the madeleines in a free concert, see again florence and her goats in the giving-birth-period. i just stayed a few days, just the time to see perpi, and then the beginning of the pyrenee.
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