Marguerite:
Noon, summer, the street is filled with tomatoes. The light is cut in two tomatoes halves. Juice flows down the streets with its own light, its majestic generosity. Unfortunately me must kill it. The knife slices the living flesh. Red inside! a new sun! No chemicals in our leeks. Buy our vegetables. Our beautiful vegetables. Buy a beautiful lettuce. No chemicals. Without scales or bones. It offers us its wild freshness, the whole of its freshness.
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05/03/2025 alle ore 09:04