As I wander through the streets I pass strangers immersed in their incommunicable loneliness..

A beam of light creeps in, and for a moment their emotions and thoughts are revealed.

Suddenly the light turns off, the stage darkens. Strangers come back to their anonymity. So do I.

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"Je me suis ouvert à la douce indifférence du monde"

(Albert Camus, L'Étranger)

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