One hundred pages, not one more, to talk about the border in its multiple aspects. Not an essay, not a short story, just a story that unfolds the link between Philippe Claudel and our Lorraine borders. Belgium, Luxembourg, Germany, the German border during the wars… Who better than this kid from Dombasle-sur-Meurthe could question this polyphonic theme. “The border speaks to me from childhood. It’s the first place you’re allowed to go without getting…
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