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Berlin, in the very place where Lagarce wrote It's Only the End of the World (Juste la fin du monde) in 1992. It is there that the artist Li, who releases compositions under the name "La musique de Li", returned for a residency to make this Journal sing—kept amid urgency, desire, creation, and an acute awareness of running out of time by a man who knew he was condemned. From this immersion was born a singular creation: Lagarce's text inhabited by Li's voice, keenly carried by two female musicians, layered with live reworked visuals and remixes that make reality waver. A suspended hour where the text is not recited — it is lived.