Do you know? Ten years ago, I photographed everything, I photographed the church, the river, the streets of Venerque, in black and white, ten years ago, it was already a love story, I didn't know but it was already the story of your absence, of my love, I loved you already and for the first time, in imagination, for the first time you touch the ruined stone, by another hand, you visit the church, by another step. You were there already, far away. I lost these pictures, I forgot. I came back, this time I wrote : "the girl touches the stone with his hand" and I filmed it. I was looking for you, you were always there, far away, in imagination, by another hand, already different, always absent. I was loving you, without knowing, I filmed everything. Do you know? I'm still loving you, I'm always looking for you down the road and in other places, but you're already gone.
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