Apollinaire Clair keeps to no faction and works The Yard as a Poodle who is decorated like a walking gallery and twice as opinionated. Out near the leaning tree, Apollinaire Clair keeps a small ritual that involves a bell that rings when nobody touches it and a quiet bow. Singers near the soup stalls work small jokes about Apollinaire Clair into their slowest songs. Apollinaire Clair is convinced the world gets a little fairer every time a friend laughs near the swamp shrine.