At 5 am, the smoke was beginning to lift and a tender May sun was climbing up the horizon thrusting its rays into the dark corridor of a warehouse. Leaned against the resonating wall, a woman was taking a slow drag on her cigarette. 
- Hey, sorry, got a light?  
- Sure.
A soft warm smile lit her face that seemed so familiar. Turned out it was she who had been playing a few hours before making all present drip with sweet sweat. The character of her music was nothing like anyone else's but like a morning sun ray or a strobing in the darkness light, like an enveloping fog or an impenetrable wall of cigarette smoke, like fragility or power, like Karine..

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