tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-310767232011-05-06T13:50:19.545-07:00ZapblogGuillaume E.http://www.blogger.com/profile/05611659705960414070noreply@blogger.comBlogger151100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31076723.post-1161598590529775582006-10-23T03:11:00.000-07:002006-10-23T03:16:30.546-07:00<div align="center"><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5667/2478/1600/Free_Fallin_by_gilad.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5667/2478/400/Free_Fallin_by_gilad.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />...J'ai lu dans le journal que l'envol est aléatoire...</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">une colombe aux ailes d'argile ne plane t-elle pas plus qu'elle ne vole?</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31076723-116159859052977558?l=monzapblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Guillaume E.http://www.blogger.com/profile/05611659705960414070noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31076723.post-1157720939999192282006-09-08T06:02:00.000-07:002006-09-08T06:09:00.016-07:00<div style="text-align: left;"> <div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5667/2478/1600/The_End_by_Madsky.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5667/2478/400/The_End_by_Madsky.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: "Times New Roman";"><br /><br /><br />"J'cloue des clous sur des nuages</span><br /><span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: "Times New Roman";"> Un marteau au fond du garage</span><br /><span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: "Times New Roman";"> J'cloue des clous sur des nuages</span><br /><span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: "Times New Roman";"> Sans échafaudage"<br /><br /> </span><span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: "Times New Roman";"> <!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--></span></span><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" >(A.Bashung)</span><br /> </div> <span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: "Times New Roman";"></span></div> <span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: "Times New Roman";"> <!--[endif]--></span> <div style="text-align: center;"><br /><br />...Poseïdon possède l'âme des bretons mais ce fa-tigre...<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31076723-115772093999919228?l=monzapblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Guillaume E.http://www.blogger.com/profile/05611659705960414070noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31076723.post-1157641828499399622006-09-07T07:44:00.000-07:002006-09-07T08:10:28.710-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5667/2478/1600/The_Whitmo_Deans_by_nuozek.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5667/2478/400/The_Whitmo_Deans_by_nuozek.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5667/2478/1600/hmmm_where_did_I_leave78.jpg"><br /></a> <div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style=";font-family:";" ><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: normal;font-size:85%;" >(photo de James Kelly UK)</span><br /><br />L’art de vivre ça n'existe pas, je vis et c’est déjà ça.</span><br /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31076723-115764182849939962?l=monzapblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Guillaume E.http://www.blogger.com/profile/05611659705960414070noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31076723.post-1157288253410806802006-09-03T04:26:00.000-07:002006-09-03T05:57:33.443-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5667/2478/1600/lost_in_the_sky_by_Pablander.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5667/2478/400/lost_in_the_sky_by_Pablander.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /> <p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">"Dès demain</span></p> <div style="text-align: center;"> <span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: "Times New Roman";">Tous les deux nous irons vers la vie</span><br /><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: "Times New Roman";"></span></span> </div> <p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">[...] dans le vent qui se lève</span></p> <div style="text-align: center;"> </div> <p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">Je vois vivre mon rêve"<br /></span></p> <p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">(Boris Vian)<br /></span></p> <p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31076723-115728825341080680?l=monzapblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Guillaume E.http://www.blogger.com/profile/05611659705960414070noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31076723.post-1156686411209398372006-08-27T06:43:00.000-07:002006-08-27T06:48:56.086-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5667/2478/1600/vian01.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5667/2478/400/vian01.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">"L</span>a vie pourfendrièr<span style="font-weight: bold;">e</span></span></p> <div style="text-align: center;"> </div> <p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">E</span>t le pied a l’encrier</span></p> <div style="text-align: center;"> </div> <p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">L</span>e jazzman jazza la mort<br /><br /> </span></p> <div style="text-align: center;"> </div> <p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <div style="text-align: center;"> </div> <p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">E</span>t balada la pêche des coeurs</span></p> <div style="text-align: center;"> </div> <p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">S</span>ur ses grands boulevards</span></p> <div style="text-align: center;"> </div> <p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">S</span>ur ses amours méli-mélo de di<br /><br /></span></p> <div style="text-align: center;"> </div> <p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <div style="text-align: center;"> </div> <p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">D</span>e Duke et ses autres bulles de couleurs</span></p> <div style="text-align: center;"> </div> <p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Q</span>ui sifflent des vers en forme de tête</span></p> <div style="text-align: center;"> </div> <p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">B</span>azars, bizarre de Prévert et compagnie<br /><br /></span></p> <div style="text-align: center;"> </div> <p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <div style="text-align: center;"> </div> <p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">U</span>n jour j’ai lu comme un rappel</span></p> <div style="text-align: center;"> </div> <p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">B</span>oris Vian écrit avec deux aile<span style="font-weight: bold;">s"<br /></span></span></p> <p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span></span></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31076723-115668641120939837?l=monzapblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Guillaume E.http://www.blogger.com/profile/05611659705960414070noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31076723.post-1156598553584826352006-08-26T06:14:00.000-07:002006-08-26T06:22:33.596-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5667/2478/1600/paysages02_large.0.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5667/2478/400/paysages02_large.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">LE MONDE EST UN AQUARIUM</span></span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span> <div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:100%;">"Capitaine,</span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;">J'ai trouvé la belle</span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"> Qui m'attend sur le rivage,</span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"> Qui mettra</span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"> Dans ses dentelles,</span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"> Mes tourments</span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"> Mes longs voyages"<br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">(Presque L. Voulzy)<br /><br /></span>- - - - - - - - - - - - - - -<br /><br /></span></span><span style="font-size:85%;"> Démons et merveilles<br /> Vents et marées<br /> Au loin déja la mer s'est retirée<br /> Démons et merveilles<br /> Vents et marées<br /> Et toi<br /> Comme une algue doucement carressée par le vent<br /> Dans les sables du lit tu remues en revant<br /> Démons et merveilles<br /> Vents et marées<br /> Au loin déja la mer s'est retirée<br /> Mais dans tes yeux entrouverts<br /> Deux petites vagues sont restées<br /> Démons et merveilles<br /> Vents et marées<br /> Deux petites vagues pour me noyer.<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> Jacques Prévert</span></span><br /></div> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31076723-115659855358482635?l=monzapblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Guillaume E.http://www.blogger.com/profile/05611659705960414070noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31076723.post-1154545249302750042006-08-02T11:49:00.000-07:002006-08-02T12:00:49.316-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5667/2478/1600/Mae_is_for_Lovers_ID_by_maeisfor.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5667/2478/400/Mae_is_for_Lovers_ID_by_maeisfor.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">(photo de Casey Arakawa)<br /><br /> </span></span></div> <div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size:130%;">"Put your hand's up and catch a dream "</span><br /><br /><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;">...il ouvrit alors un seul de ses volets et le monde entier s'envola...<br /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31076723-115454524930275004?l=monzapblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Guillaume E.http://www.blogger.com/profile/05611659705960414070noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31076723.post-1154038688753235972006-07-27T15:10:00.000-07:002006-07-27T15:36:51.313-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5667/2478/1600/Change_by_gilad.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5667/2478/400/Change_by_gilad.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>"Pourquoi se maquiller le visage en autre...? colorer l'univers à grands coups d'amour et d'amitié, une chanson niaise aux faux goûts de clichés."<br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;"> (Brian Wilson)</span></span><br /><br /></div> <div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:100%;">"Alors soudain ç'a été nous<br />Comme un tonnerre, un coup d'grisou<br />Le monde était à refaire<br /></span> <span style="font-size:100%;">"et" C'est justement ce qu'on a fait"</span><small style="font-weight: bold;"><br /><br /></small></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31076723-115403868875323597?l=monzapblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Guillaume E.http://www.blogger.com/profile/05611659705960414070noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31076723.post-1153934649769320922006-07-26T05:14:00.000-07:002006-07-26T15:15:44.646-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5667/2478/1600/Talking_to_the_moon_by_gilad.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5667/2478/400/Talking_to_the_moon_by_gilad.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">brèves de trottoirs nocturne</span><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size:130%;">TALKING TO THE MOON</span><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;">(photo Gilad Benari)</span><br /><br /><p class="MsoNormal">"<span style="font-style: italic;">Quand mes yeux deviennent astres, le coeur dans une barquinho, et les rêves en montgolfière</span>"<br /></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" ><br />"IL FAUT HABITER POETIQUEMENT LE MONDE" </span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><br />(un poète dont j'ai oublié le nom)</span></span><br /></p> <small><br /><span style="font-size:100%;">"Comme un arbre dans la ville<br />J'ai des chansons sur mes feuilles<br />Qui s'envoleront sous l'œil<br />De vos fenêtres serviles<br />Comme un arbre dans la ville"<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">(Maxime Leforestier)</span></span><br /></small></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31076723-115393464976932092?l=monzapblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Guillaume E.http://www.blogger.com/profile/05611659705960414070noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31076723.post-1153792225580024342006-07-24T18:45:00.000-07:002006-07-25T20:00:18.340-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5667/2478/1600/giacobbehero.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5667/2478/320/giacobbehero.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">...Rentre, j'en ai besoin rentre ca devient dur, rentre s'il te plait...</span><br /><br />"<span style="font-style: italic;">sourire aux neiges de l'hiver, septembre est loin</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">l'été dans un arbre à guetter</span>"<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">(photo par Andrea Giacobbe)</span><br /><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31076723-115379222558002434?l=monzapblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Guillaume E.http://www.blogger.com/profile/05611659705960414070noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31076723.post-1153687371311489682006-07-23T13:37:00.000-07:002006-07-23T13:52:11.213-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"> <div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5667/2478/1600/dsc_3998%20gilad.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5667/2478/400/dsc_3998%20gilad.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:100%;"> Je rêve d'eau<br />Mais d'océan<br />Ah ! l'océan<br />Au sud et vivre de pêche<br />Mais les rêves on les empêche<br />[...]<br /> Sous la lune<br />Et les étoiles<br />Pêcher en bateau à voiles<br />Rentrer le matin<br />Soleil levant<br />Ah ! oui le vent<br />Pêcher des baisers dedans</span><br /></div> <small> (Laurent Voulzy</small>)<br />(photo: ma nouvelle star Gilad)<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31076723-115368737131148968?l=monzapblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Guillaume E.http://www.blogger.com/profile/05611659705960414070noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31076723.post-1152872056405213152006-07-14T02:54:00.000-07:002006-07-14T03:20:44.253-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5667/2478/1600/DSCF1631.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5667/2478/320/DSCF1631.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> <p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal">Je lui songe une robe en nuage filés</p> <div style="text-align: center;"> </div> <p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal">Et je rendrai jaloux les anges de ses ailes</p> <div style="text-align: center;"> </div> <p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"><span style=""> </span>De ses bijoux les hirondelles</p> <div style="text-align: center;"> </div> <p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal">Sur la terre les fleurs se croiront exilées<br /><br /></p> <div style="text-align: center;"> </div> <p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <div style="text-align: center;"> </div> <p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal">Je tresserai mes vers de verre et de verveine</p> <div style="text-align: center;"> </div> <p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal">Je tisserai ma rime au métier de la fée</p> <div style="text-align: center;"> </div> <p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal">Et trouvère du vent je verserai la vaine</p> <div style="text-align: center;"> </div> <p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"><span style=""> </span>Avoine verte de mes veines</p> <div style="text-align: center;"> </div> <p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal">Pour récolter la strophe et t’offrir ce trophée</p><br /><div style="text-align: center;">(<span style="font-weight: bold;">Aragon</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">Cantique a Elsa <span style="font-size:85%;">3. La constellation</span></span>)<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31076723-115287205640521315?l=monzapblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Guillaume E.http://www.blogger.com/profile/05611659705960414070noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31076723.post-1152806071812587052006-07-13T08:48:00.000-07:002006-07-13T08:54:31.813-07:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5667/2478/1600/DSCF1768.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5667/2478/400/DSCF1768.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />"FLO - J'veux que tout le monde croit que je suis parano<br />MOI - Pourquoi?<br />FLO - Car c'est beau...<br />MOI - d'etre Parano?<br />FLO - Non que tout le monde croit"...<br /><br /><br />... Nuit du trois juillet En demi sommeil... Photo " et si tout n'avait qu'une jambe"<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31076723-115280607181258705?l=monzapblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Guillaume E.http://www.blogger.com/profile/05611659705960414070noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31076723.post-1152805724311501632006-07-13T08:46:00.000-07:002006-07-27T15:22:30.696-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5667/2478/1600/et%20vole%20les%20oiseaux.0.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5667/2478/400/et%20vole%20les%20oiseaux.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><br />Et volent les oiseaux... </span></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31076723-115280572431150163?l=monzapblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Guillaume E.http://www.blogger.com/profile/05611659705960414070noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31076723.post-1152805377441958542006-07-13T08:39:00.000-07:002006-07-13T08:42:57.453-07:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5667/2478/1600/zap%20002.0.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5667/2478/320/zap%20002.0.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Le contraire de mon Zapbook : <a href="http://monzapblog.blogspot.com/">http://monzapblog.blogspot.com/</a><br />Même concept avec un autre charme et de la censure, en bref un blog<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31076723-115280537744195854?l=monzapblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Guillaume E.http://www.blogger.com/profile/05611659705960414070noreply@blogger.com4