Port-Saint-Louis du Rhône. A city at the end of the road. Before the port and its dockers. In a city where the per capita income is one of the lowest in France, I wandered around for a week. Between unwelcoming bars and deserted streets.
Boredom. My project to document this city was falling through.
And then an encounter. A basketball pitch transformed into a boxing ring. Youths meet there. They fight. They get hurt. And then hug each other. In a mixture of violence and tenderness, they reflect their territory.
Distrustful and endearing.
Series produced as part of the Workshop des Rencontres d'Arles
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