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A tool in the shoe. A rhythmic looking around. A mandatory break. A strategy that went wrong. A prediction out of control. A voice out of tune. A thing in the throat. Ahem […] An unexpected suspension. A tension. A flip. A flop. A plan for nothing. An elevator for nothing. A disappointed stare. A buildup in the mouth. An attachment, taking over. A guideline for sticking while unsticking. An earwax flow. A zigzag brick. A chit-chat of adjustments. An attempt to find a tape that can glue all these things together. Tell me if you find such a tape. Otherwise, this whole project will fall to the ground. Made of a three-fold articulation of sound, text, and image, the work is a composition in space, told in fragments, that invites the listener to take part in its construction by walking around the space, looking for specific spots to listen, marked on a map.