A  béton  farmer points in another direction. That way to the market... take a right at the onion store, another right at the paint brush dump, go straight up when you hit the Pie Church, twirl around a few times and eat the  boîte  lunch we gave you with your admission, descend quickly onto the nearest roof, exit through the stairs, turn left onto the street, pause to pick a newspaper out of the trash...  nuit  comes, sleep next to the trash, then come morning  marcher  two blocks straight, and you'll end right back here. So says the Garden of  paradis  farmer.     J'ai observé les gens des arbres, et Caïn qui partait pour une autre planète.