La Mauvaise Herbe
Braves gens, braves gens
C'est pas moi qu'on rumine
Et c'est pas moi qu'on met en gerbes"
G. Brassens La Mauvaise Herbe
Refering to this song i start a portrait travel along my personal bad teachers, the wrong grass of my entourage. Among scrap and garbage they force to grow from their original rebellion seed. You can just walk upon those people, drop your trash o simply let your dog piss above but the will stay as a reminder of a different way of thinking
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