All roads lead to Marfa, starting with the interminable highway that winds through the Chihuahua desert and rallying El Paso to this small lunar city of west Texas at the gates of Mexico. Declining since the closure of its military camp at the end of the Second World War, the rise of drug trafficking in the region and the drying up of the Rio Grande, Marfa, with its 2,000 residents, should never have become a hype destination. Yet for years now we are witnessing the same parade of aficionados pacing the dusty streets of this tiny city, a mirage in the torpor of the cactus fields. So, I went in Marfa in 2013. I took pictures and i loved it. Gaëtan Rossier