{"id":382,"date":"2012-08-19T12:27:03","date_gmt":"2012-08-19T12:27:03","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/candicenguyen.wordpress.com\/?page_id=382"},"modified":"2023-02-23T09:55:40","modified_gmt":"2023-02-23T08:55:40","slug":"une-invitation","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/www.candice-nguyen.com\/fragments\/chantiers\/ailleurs\/une-invitation\/","title":{"rendered":"Une invitation"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">\n<a href=\"http:\/\/farm7.static.flickr.com\/6104\/6337940328_3b46374ffa.jpg\" data-rel=\"lightbox-gallery-6lnzsnn4\" data-rl_title=\"\" data-rl_caption=\"\" title=\"\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter\" src=\"http:\/\/farm7.static.flickr.com\/6104\/6337940328_3b46374ffa.jpg\" alt=\"Une invitation\" width=\"630\" height=\"421\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<div class=\"compact_audio_player_wrapper\"><div class=\"sc_player_container1\"><input type=\"button\" id=\"btnplay_6a0935d6a00252.24053405\" class=\"myButton_play\" onClick=\"play_mp3('play','6a0935d6a00252.24053405','http:\/\/www.candice-nguyen.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/01\/UneNuitaCielOuvert.mp3','80','false');show_hide('play','6a0935d6a00252.24053405');\" \/><input type=\"button\"  id=\"btnstop_6a0935d6a00252.24053405\" style=\"display:none\" class=\"myButton_stop\" onClick=\"play_mp3('stop','6a0935d6a00252.24053405','','80','false');show_hide('stop','6a0935d6a00252.24053405');\" \/><div id=\"sm2-container\"><!-- flash movie ends up here --><\/div><\/div><\/div>        <script type=\"text\/javascript\" charset=\"utf-8\">\n        soundManager.setup({\n            url: \"https:\/\/www.candice-nguyen.com\/fragments\/wp-content\/plugins\/compact-wp-audio-player\/swf\/soundmanager2.swf\",\n            onready: function() {\n                var mySound = soundManager.createSound({\n                    id: \"btnplay_6a0935d6a00252.24053405\",\n                    volume: \"80\",\n                    url: \"http:\/\/www.candice-nguyen.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/01\/UneNuitaCielOuvert.mp3\"\n                });\n                var auto_loop = \"false\";\n                mySound.play({\n                    onfinish: function() {\n                        if (auto_loop == \"true\") {\n                            loopSound(\"btnplay_6a0935d6a00252.24053405\");\n                        } else {\n                            document.getElementById(\"btnplay_6a0935d6a00252.24053405\").style.display = \"inline\";\n                            document.getElementById(\"btnstop_6a0935d6a00252.24053405\").style.display = \"none\";\n                        }\n                    }\n                });\n                document.getElementById(\"btnplay_6a0935d6a00252.24053405\").style.display = \"none\";\n                document.getElementById(\"btnstop_6a0935d6a00252.24053405\").style.display = \"inline\";\n            },\n            ontimeout: function() {\n                \/\/ SM2 could not start. 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