Paris, a wet November bank holiday Monday morning. On the outskirts of the city, Universite Paris Nanterre is deserted. This is a far cry from fifty years ago, when the 1960s-built campus once nicknamed Mad Nanterre helped ignite the student revolt that sired the seismic events of May 1968, when a revolutionary circus took to the streets. Today, however, other than the seven Edinburgh-based street theatre makers walking purposefully down the boulevard, there’s not a soul in sight. They take their bank holidays seriously in France. Look a little harder, however, and as the performers from the tellingly named PyroCeltica and Circus Alba companies are about to discover, circus is an even more serious proposition. This is something the compound of big top tents just off the main drag inside Les arenes des Nanterre, home of Les Noctambules circus school, makes arrestingly clear. In one of the big tops, a trapeze and ropes hang down from on high like some makeshift gym. Next to ...
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