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Sonia, years later, I found her again!
We ran into each other at this demonstration for the freedom of the press in Paris. I remembered her laugh, very clear, the way she looked at those who said a big bullshit about feminism or racism. I remember that she had had a hard time at the time with this guy, her parents, her sister, all of them, they had tried to bring her back to this sclerosing terroir in which she had grown up, and that she vomited to the point of never taking the 8 o'clock train that went through Mantes-la-Jolie, but the one after, the 10 o'clock one, that went straight to the terminus.
One day she left, bim like that, without announcing anything, her diploma in her pocket, full of joyful radicalism and "especially-not-here" projects.
She left us all, the guy, her parents, her sister, us too, and she went to fight.
When we met again, she wanted to open a center for migrants in Reims.
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Style : Naive art
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Subject : Portrait
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Size : 13 x 13 cm
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Colors : Black
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Medium : Acrylic
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Compatible frames : 13 x 13 cm
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Is framable : yes
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Format : small
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Material : Paper