Sur le boulevard de Belleville, des hommes se retrouvent quotidiennement devant et à l’intérieur d’une boutique de taxiphone. Leur temps est comme suspendu. Je les observe dans cet espace, ce petit pays venu prolonger à Paris le grand pays natal. Moustafa est l’un d’entre eux. Nos vies sont différentes, mais notre condition est commune.

On Boulevard de Belleville, in Paris’s 20th arrondissement, a call shop serves as an informal clubhouse for immigrant men. Time seems to be suspended as they mill around and chat. I observe them in this space, a small land that has become the Paris branch of "home", their great native land. Moustafa is one of them. Our lives differ, but we share the same condition.