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A Good Bite or Swallowing the Bait

Un Guichet de théatre.

The other day, I pulled off another smart trick... I had set up a firm with a capital of ten million francs to exploit top boots in cardboard ... I had placed only eight shares worth a petty 1200 francs... I called together my eight shareholders and held forth in something like the following manner: "Ah! Good-day ye strolling gentlemen, how handsome you are, how fine you seem!" I promised them more cheese than bread, I gave them a 50% dividend, I warmed them up a bit and let them simmer... The following day they couldn't get hold of my shares fast enough, I placed all of them and at the next meeting I said: "The last time I did the books I made a mistake. I forgot to take into account the price of the cardboard and its fabrication. You must return the dividend I gave you, I'm going to hold it back... I put down nothing and kept back the r

Croquade Divers

Devil, devil, it seems the razor is not much good any more... and it will be even worse once it's my turn.

The Grand Stairway of the Palais de Justice

(Bertrand): What if they decide to rough us up a bit, those die-hungers?... - (Robert Macaire): What, the riff-raff?... You don't know them, the things shout, howl after the rich like dogs after beggars, but they don't bite... they're harmless, just stupid, that's all... (he cries out in a loud voice)... Heee... Hooo, go to it, Dotards. (The people notice with emotion that he doesn't crush anyone and that he seems a rather good bloke).

The Grand Stairway of the Palais de Justice

Stepping Towards My Darkest Bits to Hear a Familiar Song. The Words Have Changed, But the Melody Caresses Me All the Same (Woman Led by Her Intuition, Supported by Scrotum Flowers)

The Grand Stairway of the Palais de Justice