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Liebsdorf-City
I was coming home from a long trip to Romania with a strange, haunting phrase in my luggage: “If my country disappears, that’s nothing, my village will survive it. But if my village vanishes, then it’s the end of the world.” An old miller told me that and when I repeated it to my father in Alsace, he immediately added: “Liebsdorf, our village, is no longer a village.” It was enough to disturb me, enough for me go out and take a closer look at my village. In the empty streets, there were no more children playing, no peasants working. A dormitory village, a vacation village. A kind of rural zone of consumers, a park. The state of my village as it exists today led to think about the end of the world, in any case the end of a people.
France - 2004 - 53 mn - Betacam Digital - Colour
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