It grew during a moist summer night. This strange outgrowth in the middle of Nanni’s face. Maybe the answer lies in the park, with sweet flowers surrounding him? Or unless it's under the skirt of Alouette, which shudders with mystery?

Morning Dew

A few hours in Paris, one summer evening in 2020. The camera follows one passer-by then the other, traveling through the streets of the city and multiplying curious encounters: eccentric young people, original characters and nonconformists. During a single uninterrupted shot, the camera links the characters together through the same city, and the same time in crisis that each one goes through and questions in their own way.