An old wood toy...a little duck...
I played with it when I was a little boy, as many generations of children before me... It is one of the only one thing I kept from my childhood... I kept it because life is a written book we don't know the end...
A kind of bridge...a way to remember...
- Sébastien Goupillot
- Somewhere between both sides of the ocean..., United States
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