original version:
"Il fait presque chaud. Je me taille les ongles sur le perron. Une fourmi fonce sur une rognure, tourne autour, la ramasse, l'abandonne, la reprend et part avec. Je me sens volée."
translation:
"The weather is almost warm. I am trimming my nails on the porch. An ant rushes towards a clipping, walks around it, picks it up, drops it, picks it up again and leaves with it. I feel robbed."
by Carmen Lalonde; text published in the La Presse newspaper.
Sunday, January 14, 2007
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