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After a sea trip of several months, Foli
is back on land.

He has decided to take advantage of this
trip to end it.

To end it with what?

With an image.

With the image of the woman he has in
his skin.

Foli is a sailor, but he is not an
ordinary sailor.

If there are among you who know what it
is to be envied by a woman, then they

will understand me more easily.

I was waiting for you.

Everyone here knows your story, and my
job is to predict the events before they

happen. You have told your story to the
point of no longer being able to.

You will have to tell it one more time.

But first, I would like to see.

Of course.

The first time I met him, it was in a
mess in Singapore.

My trips to Singapore were rare, but it
wasn't the first time I came.

Yoko, there's nothing for you.

I don't know.

I don't know.

I'm so happy to get a home for them.

Now you don't.

No, you don't.

Foli then fell into fever and delirium.

When he could finally get up, it was
daybreak.

He only had time to join his boat, which
had to sail.

you can see that you have his image in
your skin.

The image first appeared on her hand.

Then, a few days later, she won her
breast.

If it is true that the jealous lover
feeds her misfortune by imagining the

object of her love in the arms of her
rival, imagine what madness could feel

since these images imposed themselves on
him day and night.

As long as I was at sea, anything could
happen.

Sur un bateau, il n 'y a vraiment pas le
temps de ne rien faire.

Je n 'avais pas le loisir de regarder
longtemps ces images.

C 'est lorsque je suis rentré à terre
que les vrais problèmes ont commencé.

Il était au courant du moindre de ses
gestes.

Et quand il ne voulait plus regarder,
des douleurs terrifiantes lui

la poitrine pour lui rappeler qu 'elle
vivait bien là.

his mind wavered.

Sometimes he managed to convince himself
that she was only a victim.

Other times, on the contrary, he thought
that it was she who was influencing

everyone.

He had no more certainty.

He no longer knew if he was doing the
most delicious of dreams or the worst of

nightmares. In fact, it depended on the
days.

Oh.

Madness no longer knew if he was living
the most delicious of dreams or the

worst of nightmares.

In fact, it depended on the days.

Little by little, new images were
imposed on him.

Yoko was no longer necessarily the only
subject.

Madly, we came to understand that he was
the victim of the evil experiences to

which this man, whom he learned he was
called Alban, was giving himself.

Macau, it was the Cadel branch.

It was in the caoutchouc.

I heard what you said earlier, dear
friend.

And let me tell you that I don't agree
with you.

How do I explain it to you?

The man and the woman are the two parts
separated and suffering from the

primordial androgyne of the original
Adam.

The symbol of the menstrual blood is
magically the symbol of this effects

operation. The Covid is only the memory
of the primitive corporal unity, the

resurrection on the material plane of
the primordial Adamic orgasm.

When a woman wants to have a man, she
must wait for the time of her dreams.

She has to drop nine drops of her blood
on a loaf of bread.

She must then smear her finger, drop
nine drops of her

blood on the bread. Put it in the oven.

She will dry it all in the very hot oven
until it is completely dry and will

reduce the piece thus obtained into
powder. And then she will be able to put

in the food of the desired man.

This powder will be mixed three to five
times in the meal that the man will

take, in the soup or in the coffee, for
example.

Normal.

The operator will have to hold his gaze
fixed on the image by formulating in a

low voice the desire to see this come
true.

The sexual energy that spreads the
sexual sound amplifies and increases

prodigiously its power of physical
projection.

and such an operation, repeated if
possible at planetary times, weak or

to the enraged person, according to the
method of civilization.

It can only be used to strike.

will have to hold his gaze fixed on the
image by formulating in a low voice the

wish that he desires to see this
reality.

At the beginning of your story, you told
me the first time.

You have seen it again.

Yes, once.

Go on, tell us.

My boat came from the coast of New York
for a 24 -hour climb.

I had followed a group of sailors in one
of its bars, as there are in all the

ports of the world.

I had barely been there.

that a man sat next to me and looked at
me and said to me, She's waiting for

you. Follow me.

He had put so much gentleness in this
order that I followed him without asking

questions.

I think I got it.

You can look at this.

If you speak, if you manifest in any way
possible, you will be punished.

Ton beau marin vient d 'arriver.

Nous allons pouvoir commencer la
représentation.

Non, ne faites pas ça.

C 'est assez comme ça.

Hein?

When I came back to me, the day was up.

It was late.

I had pain in my skull.

And I didn't have time to look for the
house where they had taken me.

My boat was in Paris and I left.

I will be able to help you.

Be confident.

Do you have anything else to tell me?

Yes.

Go on, tell me.

I had just landed in Macao.

I had followed a group of sailors.

We will give.

You wait for us.

You too.

You know your story.

All the sailors are against us.

I heard that your boat arrived this
morning.

Exactly.

How is that possible?

It is in this bar that Foli finds the
strangest meeting of his strange story.

The sailor told Foli that it had
happened in Malmö.

His boat had to dock in the morning.

He had gone down to the ground one last
time, and like every night for ten days,

in the same place, he met the same
woman.

He did not think she was a prostitute.

She had never done it before, but...

Ce soir -là, il ne réfléchit pas
davantage et s 'installa au volant.

How did you know it was them?

The picture was indeed that of Yoko.

But the sailor never wanted to tell how
he had gotten rid of his image, nor

where this horrible scar came from.

Hey, calm down.

Hey, calm down.

Hey, calm down.

Hey, calm down. Hey, calm down.

Hey, calm down.

Hey, calm down. Hey, calm down. Hey,
calm down.

Hey, calm down.

Oh, really?

Oh shit, I can't do this anymore.

I don't think I can do it.

You still have the ass of a woman, huh?

You're wrong in the ass.

You're a fucking bastard.

Oh,

I like that.

Oh,

the elephant, yes.

What the hell?

Pour en finir.

Comment voulez -vous en finir?

D 'une façon ou d 'une autre, peu
importe.

Il n 'y a que dans les histoires de
marins qu 'il y a des marines

On ne peut pas vivre une vie comme cela.

Cela finira mal, vous le savez.

S 'il le faut.

De toute façon, cela finira mal.

Vous êtes proche de votre but.

Ne soyez pas trop impatient.

Je dois m 'absenter. Si je suis trop
longue... Lie down.

Rest.

You need it.

I imagine that since the beginning of
this story, I don't have to ask you any

questions. No, not at all.

N 'allez pas plus loin si vous tenez à l
'aise. Il faut en finir. Il va vous

tuer. Vous savez que j 'ai tout vu? Vous
êtes plus qu 'une simple complice.

Laissez -moi passer.

Attention, le voilà.

No, I swear I'm going to go crazy.

Good evening.

I've been waiting for you.

Since the time we've been living
together, it's been a long time since we

hasn't it?

Would you like a drink?

Don't cry, Sonny. I was waiting for you.

It's been so long since we were
together.

Yoko, it's been so long.

Amen.

I will keep you in me for the moments to
come.

Even tomorrow, I am Salomon Antoine.

The Guardian of War, William McDonough.