Edgar (34) earns his living by working at beach pavilions. He builds them at the beginning of the summer, guards them at night, and dismantles them at the end of the season.
Once in a while, he picks up a gig as a musician. His voice is identical to Leonard Cohen’s, but unfortunately, he doesn’t fully exploit his talent.

After the death of his father, he and his mother live in separate halves of the same house, yet they hardly see each other.
In the overgrown, neglected half of the garden, under a ramshackle shelter (originally meant for storing firewood), Edgar keeps his deeply beloved American classic car. It’s not uncommon for his friends to find him just sitting in the parked car, staring at the dead flies on the windshield.
He never has enough cash to drive it more than halfway to his job.