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Vincent, 23, his face still young, drives through the countryside in a metallic blue car. His route is marked out. Everything seems to have been planned. Every evening, a bed awaits him some... Read allVincent, 23, his face still young, drives through the countryside in a metallic blue car. His route is marked out. Everything seems to have been planned. Every evening, a bed awaits him somewhere. Alone, Vincent advanceVincent, 23, his face still young, drives through the countryside in a metallic blue car. His route is marked out. Everything seems to have been planned. Every evening, a bed awaits him somewhere. Alone, Vincent advance