written by Alain Farah
transl. by Gabriel Kunst
Might as well admit that the plant hanged itself. Vertical lines and circus without nuance: the gag is harder to swallow than the mask.
On the day of the hip (of the smile that hurts), the mis-understandings take part in the gear. The passwords are available.
I like to explain this by performing shifts.
Original: Alain Farah, Quelque chose se détache du port, Montreal, Quartanier, 2018 [2004], p. 21.
Photo: Nicholas Dawson, ecranfenetre.com
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