Pursuant to a discussion in Brick!club about Hugo’s insistence on animals being the reflection of human souls, or something, and one man having the soul of an oyster.
And OF COURSE it’s Bossuet. Yep. Oysters. Make their own homes, live on the stuff no one else knows how to use, clean up everyone else’s mess and thrive on that, make pearls out of irritants, sexuality up for grabs..wait. It IS Bossuet. Dang.
I REALLY LIKE BOSSUET OKAY it’s not his fault he gets the bad luck and also OYSTERS ARE AMAZING, don’t laugh at oysters, they are totally heroes.
…Feuilly has no reason to know what a raccoon is, of course. THEY ARE PRETTY COOL THOUGH, FEUILLY. .