In this masterpiece of ultra- realistic detail, we find a lean and noble, but shabby elderly gentleman in a dusty, badly worn three- piece suit. The gentleman is squatting by a ruined antique column under the bright southern sun, holding a crumpled cardboard sheet with a crooked handwriting "JE N'AI MANGÉ PAS SIX JOURS" in his hands. The gentleman's head is shiny bald, he has a small pointed beard without mustache and a large monocle in his eye. A crumpled bowler hat lies upside- down in front of him on a paved street with a chipped stone, small nickel coins glisten in the hat and next to it
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