This is "P'tit Claude".
Some persons could say about him he is the "simple mind" of the village where I live. For me it is just P'tit Claude. I remember seeing him as far my memory can go back...when I was again just a little boy... Always the same, with the same face, the same coat, the same accordion, playing the same simple and strange music...
You can cross him one thousand times in your day, he will say you hello one thousand times...and will tell you things that nobody can understand at all (even if I often saw people having kind of conversation with him...)
I would be able to write a novel about him...but today, I will be shorter...;)
In our world where everybody must be thin, wealthy, intelligent, perfect...I just feel happy to live in a country where we let again people like him just live their life peacefully...far away from our crazy race to become the best...
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