Michael lives in the countryside. It’s 1982. But when you’re in the woods, on the riverbanks or in the high grass, who really knows what year is it? Because summer is the field of endless games in which, from an adventure to the other, across distant times, continents and journeys, you can fight with the Romans, hunt crocodiles, meet tiger-men, explore echoing caverns and spot legendary monsters, such as the one-eyed Por Montès, who can eat twelve pasta dishes in one swoop. The summer is the time to indulge and live like castaways or primitives, building huts, hunting frogs, cultivating a garden, exploring, running, jumping. A summer day is a no man’s land that can hold all the time in the world.
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