Ouahib Mortada

Djibril is in his early twenties, his pockets are empty, the girl he loves didn’t want a child of him, his mother is too symbiotic and his mixed-raced father never left Africa to meet him, his desires are as strong as the abysses that haunt him. Without a warning, he leaves the idyll deep in the countryside and flees to Marseille to meet an old friend and his son, find a job in the port city in full reconstruction, dream of leaving for Africa in the footsteps of his own story, and ours.

In Oujda, there is a forest populated by Migrant. In this forest we try to meet. In the darkness, it is our shadows that we meet.

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