I saw La Virgen de agosto in the summer of 2020. A time when I had to come to terms with the lack of prospects for my future. A world separated me from Eva in appearance. She, mingled with the bodies in the Madrid parties. Me, in Paris, cloistered behind my screen.
However, an intimacy was created between her, stuck in Madrid, and me, in Paris. After a break-up, she decides to stay in her usual environment, a place not…
