« February, Hossegor. It’s rainy and cold for the 10th day in a row.
Will Allioti calls me; he mentions red blobs heading towards North Africa.
Flights are quickly booked, and 48H later we’re drinking mint tea surrounded by a lot of sand, camels and endless rights.
And here you have what was left on our memory sticks, SOUSSIA «
Words/Video&Edit: Yentl Touboul