14 August, 2007

Duras

The Malady of Death could be staged in the theatre.
The young woman of the paid nights should be lying on some white sheets in the middle of the stage.
She might be naked.
A man would walk back and forth around her, telling the story.
Only the woman would speak her lines from memory.
The man never would. He would read the test, either standing still or walking about around the young woman.

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