Les chemins de Jorge


In a remote village in the north of Portugal, a flute is heard from far away, in the foggy morning landscape. A dressmaker is playing with a pair of scissors  in front of her door. The same music is resonating in the streets of the center of Braga. A butcher is waiting in front of his establishment, his two hands holding knifes. A man having a pan flute is seen from far away. He is playing and slowly goes forward alongside with his bike. This man is Jorge, a knife-sharpener who has not come here since two months. 


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