Clément Pérot

An afternoon at the end of summer in a Calais suburb, in the northernmost part of France. Children and teenagers kill time at the foot of tower blocks. Their faces are often silent, already sometimes drawn or worried. Around them, large areas of sky and wild grass.

One late summer afternoon, in a suburb in the far north of France, on the outskirts of Calais and the sea. Children and teenagers kill time at the foot of the tower blocks, between buildings and vacant lots. They talk about love, doubts, and hopes, trying to understand what drives them.