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romance funèbre was born somewhere far from fashion.
far from capitals, runways, and polished studios.
old curtains, burned fabrics, ruined textures, stains, damaged silhouettes — things that looked like they had already survived another life.
nothing was meant to feel perfect. every piece had to feel haunted by memory.
romance funèbre exists somewhere between grief and intimacy.
between abandoned architecture and fragile emotion.
between sound and silence.
between what remains and what is already gone.
before clothing, there was sound
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