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A silhouette wanders on the ridge. She runs, stops, observes, flies away to catch an insect before returning to the roof. With her piercing gaze, she watches me, I observe her. She is looking for food, I am looking for this hidden world, discreet, but still alive, right in the middle of a french village.

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