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A brief one-act, surrealistic play written with the idea
of rappresentimg a ‘fleeting moment’. In
fact, the play revolves around the reflections of a man who’s on his way out of
his house. As he is putting on his hat and coat, John Berti’s thoughts come to
life on stage, his conscience describes the condition of the prison of his
soul. That which is hidden beyond desires, frustrations, beyond the sameness of
his everyday existence. At the end he puts on his hat and coat and leaves.
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