Chronicle of a Summer

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00:03:32 I interview people...

00:06:17 Can't you talk?

00:09:10 on things that'll never be useful

00:11:44 In the afternoons we painted...

00:14:43 Workers want to be technicians...

00:24:27 And everything, everybody was new...

00:27:16 ...never had it so good.

00:30:06 Funny...like drops of blood on you.

00:32:25 An identity card...a bundle of forms.

00:35:49 It was the first time I'd ever worked.

00:38:31 To get outside myself... to die even...

00:42:30 But deep down I know it's false...

00:45:44 In a year, two years, ten years...

00:48:08 F.L.N. COUNTER- ATTACKS

00:51:05 They weren't allowed in certain parts of the city.

00:54:02 "We'll see each other on Sundays," father said.

00:58:59 It's like ... the 14th July...all over again.

01:04:14 So I went all out and did them...

01:08:39 That's the only reason I do it.

01:11:26 I don't.

01:16:09 Use your other hand.

01:19:41 Forgive me , but I'd rather not.

01:22:31 But one can't be sure.