Secrets:  Everyone revels in Justine’s ready wit, roguish humour, and knowledge of everybody and everything. It is said that she never lets truth get in the way of a good story. Justine loves to recite poems and sing in cafes, mostly those titles popular with sailors. Her voice is coarse as a vegetable hawker, and her hair smooth as a crow’s glistening wing. She is known to prowl the night streets, dressed as a male gangster.