Dans le cimetière à bateaux de Rostellec, les coques des grands langoustiers trouvent leur dernier refuge sur la grève où elles furent construites. Les photos de Guy Malbosc et la poésie de Gilles Baudry vous offrent ce témoignage du temps qui passe.
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