Are you there?
They act in their intimate theater, but the theater also is the whole city, and the actors are legion, and the drama crowned by silence embrace many days and many nights.
In this complete immobile abstraction that even pain and terror are absents; living creatures seem to listen and watch over some of their organs, the heart, the secret and irreparable course of the blood.
Windows opened to nowhere, empty the time with wild and crude light.
The body breathes, not faster, deeper.
And their hearts endure. Because it seems that the heart can endure anything, anything, anything…