BROTHERHOOD

Don’t walk in front of me, I may not follow,
don’t walk behind me,
I may not lead,

walk beside me and be my friend.

 

Albert Camus

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Two men, maybe two strangers, maybe brothers, maybe friends, maybe lovers. A two-way game in which the body of one draws on the body of the other the incipit of a new direction, of new gestures, of new rhythms. It is an invitation to unite fraternally, to walk together to find oneself hand in hand, no longer only “my”, no longer only “yours”, but relentlessly “one”.