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INTERSTICES

Our reality is a complex weave made up of numerous interstices.
Places where, like particles, we cross paths, collide, bind, repel and merge, in a kind of uninterrupted ballet, weaving an infinite number of successive connections.
Within these interstices, it is our relationship with the world and with others that is questioned, this precious bond that so many events experience.
All these fragments, all these individual experiences, which may seem isolated but which gradually come together to form an interstitial world, a common space, our common place.

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