Living by the sword

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Gregory Block

The clinking of the foils starts rather quietly and then escalates into a roaring tin. Fencers dance back and forth on long white pistes, jabbing and retreating, and then jabbing and retreating over again. Here and there a buzzer sounds, notifying everyone that a fencer has been touched by an opponent’s foil, and over the course of an hour the vibrations of the buzzer and the clashes of the foils merge together into a white noise that envelopes the room.