Beneath the vast vaults of the Cathédrale de la Major, a breath from elsewhere has risen — that of Marcoville, sculptor of wonder and alchemist of discarded things. Three trucks, each thirty tons, have poured out their precious cargo: shards of glass, fragments of metal, forgotten lives ready to be reborn. Like a great celestial circus, Marcoville has pitched his tent in the very heart of Marseille.
