Like every evening, in this city as in all other cities – twenty or thirty years? Thirty years... – the Girl will play out her little story, pull faces, skilled at pulling faces, hum a little tune and sketch out a dance step. Like every evening, in this city as in all other cities, recounting the terrible day that is coming to an end, recounting the various humiliations and misfortunes.
Like every evening, the two boys, exhausted, tired, dreaming of running away, running away, the two boys will put on airs, skilled at putting on airs, the two boys will accompany her, cheat with her, pretend.