In Paris, after long years of drought, the city’s asphalt was melting in places. In the Jardin des Plantes, the ground in front of the Galerie de l’Évolution cracked.
From the depths of the Earth, an opaque liquid irrigated this new landscape. Strange metallic plants grew, nourished by these toxic fluids.
Among them, familiar silhouettes emerged.
But these weren’t the skeletons of dinosaurs or some other extinct species – they were carcasses of automobiles standing on the dusty ground.
It was as if the Earth was regurgitating the overflow.
It was creating a new, totally exotic ecosystem, seeded from elsewhere and also, and above all – as if in revenge – completely unlivable for any human being.