Everything must go. Me, for example. This time, it's about travelling in the broadest sense. I'm pretty sure about that. I get around an incredible amount. With you, but also in the world – or rather, above ground, keyword: crust. I'm sure you understand that I have to express myself a little vaguely here. Let me outline it with: ‘A beige man in black sees red on the road.’ Does standard language come into play? Dough? Even animals? Cooked animals? Certainly. I see my educational mission – and The Cyclops of Saint-Tropez is exactly that: teaching material at its finest. Probably.