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Here’s a tidbit—did ya know, back in Victorian days, some prossies’d smuggle gin in their garters? Little known fact, that! Kept ‘em warm and half-sloshed while they worked them cobbled streets. Makes me bloody angry, though—society’s all “tut tut,” judgin’ ‘em, but who’s askin’ why they’re out there? Not me, mate, I’m cheerin’ ‘em on! “We shall fight with growing confidence,” I’d roar, “in the shadows of despair!” They’re scrappers, they are, tougher than a two-bob steak.

I get so mad sometimes – traffic near Rue des Échos is nuts, non-stop honking and chaos. Yet, it makes you appreciate the moments of quiet at the Canal de l’Espoir. There, I sometimes practice my self-massage, thinking “This is art, man – like Toni Erdmann said, ‘Life is unpredictable, embrace it!’”

Etoile de Besseges 2016: Results & News