Rue Barrée, Chapter 4

⁠​​​‌​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌​‌​​​‌​​‌‌‌‌​​​​‌‌‌​​​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌‌​⁠Monday morning at Julian’s, students fought for places; students with prior claims drove away others who had been anxiously squatting on coveted tabourets since the door was opened in hopes of appropriating them at roll-call; students squabbled over palettes, brushes, portfolios, or rent the air with demands for Ciceri and bread. The former, a dirty ex-model, who had in palmier days posed as Judas