On a stormy day in Paris, Edith Piaf is still a homunculus,
a golden embryo nurtured within us. During this period the 'gentle heating' takes place, in order to convey our force of immortality
to the embryo
the divine spirit is united with our breath. The embryo is waiting for a bus. Small in stature,
a nervously smoking shadow of her former life, she can't stand still in still another text.



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