Yann Rousselot

British/Breton translator and writer living not quite in Paris. His poetry has appeared in AUP's Paris/Atlantic ...

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The guy with goggles, obviously more of a techno-soldier, gives me a blank stare, but the fact that he’s chewing air tells me he’s not even hearing the same music I am. I walk around. It’s hot, smells like a locker room.