You can't imagine better brain gymnastics: in 2 hours time, from a technical translation on energy production by wastewater treatment plants, from the french to the english, a quick stop by the coffee machine to have a bit of a discussion with myself on what terms are best suited, to another translation from the english to the french of a poem meant to become a song. I'll be lucky if words of love and rapture don't mingle with effluents and measurements of redox potential and nitrate and ammonium...
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