A visual, verbal wandering in which the border between intimate monologue and collective dialogue is blurred through the universality of questions of identities. Along the sequence-shot, the speech unfolds, zigzags freely, sometimes to get lost, sometimes to find its way back. Some words, some thoughts arising daily and spontaneously about my, our multicultural, troubled and hybrid identity/ies. "I feel [...] like a shifting blend of debris, of fragments, like an imprecise and confused crash... Sometimes, it is extremely beautiful, precious. Sometimes, it’s an alienating darkness, that drives me crazy."
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