Placeholder: Les deux parties se sentant trahies, emmêlés dans un conflit de perceptions et de réalités. Les tensions palpables entre ces deux protagonistes offrent un terrain fertile pour explorer les complexités des relations humaines. Le locataire, se sentant trahi par le propriétaire, et ce dernier se sentant trahi en retour... Les émotions tourbillonnent dans cette pièce, chargées d'ambiguïté et de ressentiment. Il faudra capter ces sentiments dans le dessin, jouer avec les expressions, les postures et Les deux parties se sentant trahies, emmêlés dans un conflit de perceptions et de réalités. Les tensions palpables entre ces deux protagonistes offrent un terrain fertile pour explorer les complexités des relations humaines. Le locataire, se sentant trahi par le propriétaire, et ce dernier se sentant trahi en retour... Les émotions tourbillonnent dans cette pièce, chargées d'ambiguïté et de ressentiment. Il faudra capter ces sentiments dans le dessin, jouer avec les expressions, les postures et

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Les deux parties se sentant trahies, emmêlés dans un conflit de perceptions et de réalités. Les tensions palpables entre ces deux protagonistes offrent un terrain fertile pour explorer les complexités des relations humaines. Le locataire, se sentant trahi par le propriétaire, et ce dernier se sentant trahi en retour... Les émotions tourbillonnent dans cette pièce, chargées d'ambiguïté et de ressentiment. Il faudra capter ces sentiments dans le dessin, jouer avec les expressions, les postures et

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