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La ville \u00e9tait pleine de femmes et d’hommes morts. Sauf qu’au d\u00e9but, on ne les voyait pas, on n’arrivait pas \u00e0 voir, parce qu’il fallait d’abord s’habituer \u00e0 cette lumi\u00e8re morte.
\n(\u2026) Et il y avait l\u00e0 aussi des restaurants o\u00f9 les morts allaient manger leur nourriture morte et des bo\u00eetes de nuit o\u00f9 ils allaient danser enlac\u00e9s \u00e0 d’autres morts et \u00e0 d’autres mortes. Et il y avait de grands magasins pleins de marchandises mortes, des cin\u00e9mas pleins de spectateurs morts occup\u00e9s \u00e0 regarder dans le noir sur l’\u00e9cran les larges visages d’actrices et d’acteurs morts et leurs grandes bouches qui s’\u00e9changeaient des baisers morts. Et aussi des stades o\u00f9 une foule de supporters morts regardait courir au loin sur la pelouse de minuscules joueurs morts, des bars et des tabacs pleins de machines \u00e0 sous morts, des salles de jeux o\u00f9 des hommes misaient leur argent mort sur des chevaux morts qui couraient, tout rapetiss\u00e9s, sur des rang\u00e9es d’\u00e9crans, des magasins pleins de chaussures, de v\u00eatements, d’\u00e9lectrom\u00e9nager et de museli\u00e8res, car les femmes et les hommes morts se baladaient en tenant en laisse leur chien mort, des cabinets de m\u00e9decins et de dentistes o\u00f9 les morts allaient faire soigner leur corps mort et leurs dents mortes, des vitrines de coiffeurs o\u00f9 les jeunes filles et les femmes mortes allaient se faire shampouiner et couper leurs cheveux morts, d’autres boutiques o\u00f9 les femmes et les hommes morts restaient des heures sous de grandes lampes mortes pour obtenir un bronzage mort, et d’autres encore de manucures et d’esth\u00e9ticiennes mortes o\u00f9 les jeunes filles et les femmes allaient se faire \u00e9piler leur chas mort.
\nL\u00e0 aussi il y avait d’autres clochards morts qui ne s’\u00e9taient pas d\u00e9cid\u00e9s \u00e0 fr\u00e9quenter les autres morts et s’\u00e9taient mis \u00e0 coucher dehors.
\nC’\u00e9tait exactement comme dans la ville des vivants. \u00c0 ceci pr\u00e8s que dans la ville des morts, on ne sait pas qu’on est mort, de m\u00eame que dans la ville des vivants, on ne sait pas qu’on est vivant.\n<\/p><\/blockquote>\n

Antonio Moresco, Fable d’amour<\/em> (Verdier, 2015). Qui est en fait un petit roman lumineux, sorte de moderne La Belle et la B\u00eate<\/em>, avec libres \u00e9changes des r\u00f4les, fantasme total et r\u00e9el bien \u00e2pre r\u00e9unis en un cocktail trop mortel… Glissez-moi \u00e7a dans vos lectures d’\u00e9t\u00e9…
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