Nancy. Gilles Ernst, professor of literature and thanatologist at the University of Nancy

A desk, books, blackened sheets. In the mouth, his eternal pipe. The sweet smell of tobacco. “Red Amphora”, he confesses. Gilles Ernst writes, he always writes. In her house in Arnaville, his office overlooks his rosebushes: “old, robust and fragrant varieties”. The most dandy of country people board. A new project for its publisher. It tells thirty years of university. It’s a long life as a teacher when she starts at 17. Long, not boring. The speaker knows how to captivate his audience. He gets up, walks, mimes, leaves, comes back. Swift, theatrical. In the famous…

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