IN WHICH AN ATTEMPT TO DEFINE “BOUFFON” IS, HOW YOU SAY, ATTEMPTED
The story goes like this: in the Middle Ages, the freaks were exiles. The deformed, the mentally handicapped, the insane, the different. They were not welcome in the village. They lived in the swamp. But they watched and learned. They studied the “normals” who hated them. And once a year, for the Feast of Fools, the freaks were invited into the village …
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