In the high insomnia megalopolis, splashed by stunning lights like so many islands of solitude, a heart beats, fragile, human. Alone on her balcony, Floriane de Lassée, suspended above the city, never stops watching night falls. Inside Views are so many open windows on the outside. On the ravenous city sprawling. On the inside too, inside the silence of solitude.
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