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Boris Mikhaïlov – When My Mama Was Young


Young people forget everything … lose their memory … such a book does not exist. By dint of reminiscing the past permanently, we end up giving ourselves a kind of permission. I wonder if it is possible to “go back” into the past and to create in this past something that is adapted to it. This, of course, could be...

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