VATABLE STREET

From 5 o’clock in the morning, Jean-Louis emerges from the dark shadows of the tunnel in Vatable Street, brandishing his broom. As for Joseph, he walks up and down the street all day long, the providential neighbour. Once a week, Madame Ergeton opens up the heavy door of Our Chapel of Care to take him in. In Monsieur Gauthièrot’s barbers’ shop, one by one, the local prophets and sceptics succeed each other, awaiting the transformation that is endlessly repeated. Peoples’ destinies mingle timelessly in this street of Pointe-à-Pitre, Guadeloupe.