Love u Giova
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Last published Wed, Dec 25, 2024
Alexandrie, 1963.
Dans les ruelles vibrantes de la cité méditerranéenne, trois âmes s'entrelacent au rythme de l'art et des secrets. Anwar, jeune acteur en devenir, veille sur sa cousine Mariam, une danseuse envoûtante dont la beauté trouble les cœurs. Giovanni, pianiste taciturne et meilleur ami d'Anwar, cache un amour profond pour Mariam, un amour qu'il exprime à travers chaque note jouée.
Alors que Mariam est courtisée par Abdel Hakim Amer, un maréchal influent bien plus âgé, les liens du trio se tendent. Entre devoir familial et passions clandestines, l'équilibre fragile de leur monde vacille.
Dans l'ombre des projecteurs et sous les regards d'une société conservatrice, l'amour, l'art et le sacrifice se heurtent. Jusqu'où iront-ils pour défendre leurs rêves et leurs vérités ?
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