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As a comet streaks across the Paris sky, lives intersect in a mysterious dance. Two friends roam the city, taking stock of their lives. A young woman reconnects with a father she had long since given up on. Another sells drugs for her brother. Elsewhere, two souls haunted by death cross paths. Meanwhile, actors rehearse a play that strangely mirrors these lives. A portrait of unexpected encounters and the chance events that weave the fabric of our lives.
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As a comet streaks across the Paris sky, lives intersect in a mysterious dance. Two friends roam the city, taking stock of their lives. A young woman reconnects with a father she had long since given up on. Another sells drugs for her brother. Elsewhere, two souls haunted by death cross paths. Meanwhile, actors rehearse a play that strangely mirrors these lives. A portrait of unexpected encounters and the chance events that weave the fabric of our lives.

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Genre:Drama
Directed By:Elie Wajeman
Written By:Elie Wajeman, Sarah Le Picard, Vincent Sornaga
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