• « He experienced the end of his world.
    So, can you imagine, the hood little thugs…
    The women he meets want to lay him out, to take him in the seventh heaven or six feet under.
    He knows the infinite, he knows in fine the night.
    He can lost his way as he flies in the breeze.
    It’s Kobalt. Two syllables exploding in your mouth :
    Ko.Balt !»