“I’m sitting in the very middle of a pedestrian street with my pants down. I'm sitting on the toilet. A white hat is pulled down over his eyebrows. I'm reading a book. This is the biography of Guillaume Apollinaire. Passersby stop near me, laugh and discuss. They point fingers at me. They throw coins and click cameras. Some strive to take photos for free. I take no offence. I just look at such people strictly. I'm not allowed to talk. After all, I’m a mime...”