By Gaëlle Étémé, doctoral student in sociology at the University of Quebec in Montreal
On a hot afternoon (August…), I hurry to join Gabriella Kinté in her bookstore for an interview. She is waiting for me, comfortably seated on one of the sofas stranded on the right side of her bookstore. She is a woman with a serious but childish face: there is a kind of innocence that refuses to desert her eyes . Her small body, hunched over itself, is busy distracted by a cell phone held in her hands. We greet each other. She was waiting for me. Five books are arranged on a low table in front of her. It was planned… I find my place: a stool placed for me. I will face her. A glass of water, the tap at the back of the room… I move in this silent geography. The boulevard outside is strangely calm. There is only us. Just the bookstore, our bodies, this hospitality and the words.