Shot on 16 mm film as part of a workshop at L’Etna (Paris), the work marks a first personal encounter with analog film. Like memory itself, the medium records with flaws — light leaks, scratches, gaps, and errors. The footage, filmed during a wandering through Montreuil, moves between fragments of daily life and words that sound like thoughts — the poem, used as a voice-over, does not interpret the image but accompanies it, like an inner rhythm. Small acts of life.