Since my childhood, every time I pass a few days in the house family legacy of several generations, I can not help but delve into every corner. I find priceless memories, but nobody is there to tell me. My grandmother had a passion for genealogy, and my grandfather that photography. Since both died when I was little, I am faced with fragments of memories that no one can really decipher. These memories itself as a heritage to be preserved, it remains for me to regain me ...
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