The Village of La Ciotat
It’s 1907. That morning, Jules Lenoir got up in a foul mood. Despite the hot dry weather, his arthritis refused to leave him in peace. He was fuming because it couldn’t have come at a worse time: a big crowd was expected that afternoon at the court in La Ciotat: « I can’t play La Longue any more! With legs like this, I’m no good for anything. I’ll have to sit in a corner and watch with the old folks. » And yet, not long before, Jules had been one of the stars of Provence’s traditional game.