llllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll
llllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllUne foule de jeunes adolescentes devant une salle,lllllllllllllllllllllllllll
llllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllln'en pouvant plus d'attendre.llllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll
lllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllTel est le spectacle qui s'offrait aux passantsllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll
lllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllle 21 Mai de l'an 2007,lllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll
lllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllldevant la désormais célèbre salle delllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll
lllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllLa Boule Noire.llllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll
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Au dessus de la porte, fièrement accrochée, une gigantesque affiche de 2 mètres de long sur 1 de large, représentant leur idole - que dis-je, leur modèle, leur père - Jean Guidoni.
Depuis des jours, les plus grandes fans patientaient devant la salle, affrontant successivement tempêtes de neige, orages, ouragans, sècheresses.
Et tout cela dans l'espoir de pouvoir rentrer la première dans la salle.
Le premier rang : voilà ce qu'elles visaient toutes.
Transites, les yeux pleins d'étoiles, un grâcieux filet de bave coulant le long de leur mâchoire entrouverte, elles allaient bientôt reprendre toutes en coeur les paroles de leur Jean, espérant lui voler un regard.
Depuis des jours, les plus grandes fans patientaient devant la salle, affrontant successivement tempêtes de neige, orages, ouragans, sècheresses.
Et tout cela dans l'espoir de pouvoir rentrer la première dans la salle.
Le premier rang : voilà ce qu'elles visaient toutes.
Transites, les yeux pleins d'étoiles, un grâcieux filet de bave coulant le long de leur mâchoire entrouverte, elles allaient bientôt reprendre toutes en coeur les paroles de leur Jean, espérant lui voler un regard.
Jean, si tu passes par là, sache que nous t'aimons!
