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This book consists of one singular story which fades into others; an ensemble of passions whose few characters resound through echoes and recollections. The images shade into other images, in alternating states, throughout words that attempt to decode the multiple ingenious glances of a peculiar camera, whose lenses have been shattered. This is not a film script, but cinematic views characterized by perception-words, where masculine and feminine forces, both filmmakers, perpetually transmute throughout the movements of the shading stories inside the oscillations of time, mutually connected by the lack of recollections which ineffably link them into deep nostalgia. Time and again, the characters resent love, due to the vicissitudes of their mid-life crises, despite their hidden and strong desires to fall in love eternally.During the shots of the scenes, the camera grasps the tensions of the characters attempting to escape from the amorous love, regardless of their necessities to dream and live out of the tension between passion and their own intimate times, which is never completely present. These stories will not become films, and whatever has been filmed will not be simply turned into linguistic signs, for the words here are the results of intersecting intensities, whose articulations build an incorporeal reality, the poetry of the multidimensional eyes of the camera, the shattered glances of a camera.
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