Crowds of spectators gather in the stands. The bullfight begins. But instead of a bull there is a boy spitting poison, and instead of a bullfighter there is an infantero... On June 25, 1783, the Marquis de Sade wrote to his wife: “Because of you, I believed in ghosts, and now they want to come true.” “I don’t want to take out the sword that has gone away.” up to the hilt in the back of the child's head; the hand squeezed the blade so tightly, as if it had merged with it and the fingers were now steel, and the blade trembled, as if it had turned into flesh that had penetrated someone else’s flesh; the lights went out, there was only gray smoke everywhere; sitting on a horse, I hit him with a scythe, I am on top, the child is below, I bring him to exhaustion, whip him in different directions, and at the moment when he manages to dodge, I knock him to the ground. "I wrote this book, remembering the shocks, which I experienced while reading Pierre Guyot as a teenager - “Eden, Eden, Eden” and “Tomb for 500,000 Soldiers”, as well as “Cobra” by Severo Sarduy... After this book, I will disappear, revealing all my cards (Hervé Guibert).