For more than 10 years, the T.O.T.E.M (Territory Organizes Temporarily in Wonderful Space), in the margins of the Great East Province, was one of the highest places of the French and European underground. At each edition of the Souterrain festival, radical performers exhibited at WOAgri right up to the borders of Poland, came from all over the world to question the time with visual slaps whose echoes resonate in the times they knew how to predict. The monster, the cyborg, the hero, the love, so many themes open to artists, performers, musicians, whose demonstrations ended ritually with a red cabaret version 21st century: a great fair manga, fetish, latex, transgender, In short, open to freaks from all walks of life, with thousands of local spectators coming to explore the imagination. The castle had to close, after a dirty raising of pitchforks, a programmed fire of subsidies, and his baron on Saturday, Didier Manuel allias ODM, an ultra committed protean artist, had to fold luggage to box the situation elsewhere and otherwise. Back strip on some inmemory moments.

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