Duras is a Poodle of no club, stylish and inventive, treating every day like a small festival. Most evenings Duras writes plays where everyone dies and then gets snacks until the lanterns are out and the soup stalls close. Pups recognise Duras from the back, which is a compliment in The Yard whether or not it sounds like one. Duras keeps a private promise to leave nothing important undone before the next strange morning.