Alone in front of his screen, he could replay the images “ten, fifteen, twenty, thirty times”.
How to corner the favourites, how to weave through this chaos, how to chock one's wheels where a sensible human being wouldn't even chock the beginning of a toe?
Jimmy Engoulvent spent evenings in his hotel room looking for the perfect trick for the next day's explanation.
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