Laurent Febvay

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We all have a Proust madeleine, don't we?

For me it's the smell of basil, for you it's your grandfather's cologne or a song by the Backsteets boys.

Things that remind us of the child we once were.
And they're all different.

We don't have the same references. We're strangers. But as surprising as it may seem to you. Tonight, for one show.

You'll see that I'm you and you're me.

We've all done a great food job, sorting rods in a supermarket, had a girlfriend/boyfriend who broke our hearts, lost our keys before going to work.

Bought clothes while in the red at the bank.

Checked your passport 56 times before flying.

In short, real life.

The one that makes us human, the one that reminds us where we are but without forgetting where we come from and the smell of Basil.

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