One of the most jarring things about the brick when I first read it was the way Victor Hugo treats it like a documentary. Like “And then he wrote a letter! And we have acquired that letter!” “And Feuilly engraved this thing on the wall! And you can still see it today!” “Have a look at this receipt we managed to get!” “And he read essays! One of those essays was written by my uncle!” “No idea what happened here, wasn’t there lol soz” He treats it like a Philomena Cunk documentary it’s hilarious












