Tell me, what draws you to that place? Were you raised here as child, wandering to the cliffs in your youth to throw rocks at the crumbling caves past the inlet? Did your elders tell you never to go near it, and you’ve just never shaken the childish want to disobey? Or have you passed by it in the middle of the night, and seen a dim pale light shining through the water and shining through the cracks in the rock face?



Featuring Louis-Alexandre Boulet.