Fil Si Fin

By theaicreativecornerverified

In a rain-soaked cyberpunk Paris, strangers hold on to fragments of their past: a folded photograph, a familiar face in the light of a projector. A race car flashes past the Seine, gone almost before it registers. Set to melancholic French-language melodic trap, these glimpses of separate lives trace the fragile line between saying “see you tomorrow” and realizing, much later, that it was goodbye.