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September 2014: Alexandra Serrano

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La Belle Juliette

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August 2014: Kamille Lévêque Jego

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The nightmare

“You shall know solitude no longer:

Wherever you are, I want you to remember me.
Each sheet you lie in will be my hands, clasping you. In each of your nights I want you to feel my presence kissing until suffocation. Each piece of draped cloth that slips over your tendons and lips will pull you into the lascivious memory of my regrets. I will be that weight on your chest, and the lasting smell of my skin will be the only breath of air you will be able to breathe.
You shall feel my unrelenting gaze through the fibre of your body, and the sweetness of my words will calm your moans. This way, you will remain under my control.

Wherever you go, each night will be the same embrace.
And your nightmares will be my electric dreams.”

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July 2014: Jean Baptiste Sénégas

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Abandon

Once again, the Man had left without saying a word.

Only He was left there, dancing around from one foot to the other in front of Her, lying down.

He was going to slip into her dreams

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June 2014 : Adeline Spengler

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METAMORPHOSA

21.06.2014 // To enter a place. To feel lost in the metaphorical reality and feel the confusion of time. To wander in one’s own labyrinth. But suddenly, two stories come together. My mind breaks apart and I change universes. Realism drops away and I enter a dream. The surreal dream world envelops me and I start my metamorphosis.

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May 2014: Gaby Benicio

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In the darkness, the eye starts to see. What is the meaning of life? Existing, that’s all!

Acorda, acorda!!! Open your eyes! She’s there, sh’es always been there, that presence perfumed with orange blossom and acacia, that white smell everywhere in my room. Time stops, and that voice repeats three times: become who you are! Become who you are! Become who you are!

I sleep in the deep of the night. Tomorrow is the last day.

Hotel des Grands Hommes

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