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In haste, before the morning hour dissolves, a segment from The Image of Proust by Walter Benjamin and Chris Marker’s magical photo film La Jetée.

‘When we awake each morning, we hold in our hands, usually weakly and loosely, but a few fringes of the tapestry of lived life, as loomed for us by forgetting.’

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