Arthur Rimbaud – Au Cabaret-Vert
Henri de Toulouse-Lautrec, The last crumbs, 1891 For a whole week I had ripped up my boots on the stones of the roads. I walked into Charleroi; into the Green Inn: I asked for some slices of bread and butter, and some half-cooled ham. Happy, I stuck out my legs under the green table: I …