Nobody understands the poetry of cycling like Julian Alaphilippe.
Dickie bow undone, he walks through the field of sunflowers
Shirt undone he wades through the stream
Trousers off he jogs up Ventoux
Pants off he glides through the Champs Elysees
Until he arrives at camera
“JE SUIS”
Trousers off he sprints up Ventoux. Accompanied by a wolf.
Husky voice: "Tour de France. Pour Hommes. Pour lui. Pour vous."
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Nobody understands the poetry of cycling like Julian Alaphilippe.
Dickie bow undone, he walks through the field of sunflowers
Shirt undone he wades through the stream
Trousers off he jogs up Ventoux
Pants off he glides through the Champs Elysees
Until he arrives at camera
“JE SUIS”