Biarritz, 7:48 pm

For a stroll along the Miramar beach towards the Grande Plage, watching the natural play of light, its reflection on the ocean and the singular architecture of the place, the past suddenly manifested itself in a subtle atmosphere like Art Deco. I watched surfers, people walking in the sand, breathing deeply the iodized wind as a clock on a building at the edge of the beach caught my eye, it is 7:48.