Two park benches, chewing-gum, a student waiting for her exam results, a strange young man who hangs around the park walkways, another who is bored. And a lot of sunshine. We are in a little southern French town at the end of June. Beads of sweat dot skin, skirts are shorter. The afternoon has only just begun.
Writers
Martin Rit, Mariette Désert
Language
French
Country
France