SYNOPSIS:

There is something that emerges sometimes. Recording ghostly sounds, during the day, but which can be placed in a nocturnal reality. A bit like a city in reverse, where you hear the city by day but at night.

The footsteps also accelerate, signifying speed, the landscapes sound and intertwine. One night, the water came. I was surprised by a night storm.

And then poetry took shape in a corner of the city.

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