Les Dents de la mer
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"that's a twenty footer. Twenty five, three tones of him"
« At noon on the fifth day, a Lockheed Ventura swung in low and he shotted us, a young pilot, lot younger than Mr. Hooper bere, anyway he spotted us and a few hours later a big ol' fat PBY come down and started to pick us up. You know that was the time I was most frightened. Waitin' for my turn...
le 3 juil. 2021
