The whole world is a theater… And a strange one, immersive: you never know whether you’re sitting in the auditorium or playing on the stage of a play. Or maybe it’s the director who plays you—as a play—with sensitive fingers. When you go visit a friend, you end up in a vaudeville. You leave your hometown, and the wind picks you up and carries you off somewhere unknown at an allegro tempo with a spark.
With the characters of the stories and novellas in this book, such things happen all the time. Gazing into the cold glass of other people’s mirrors, trying to see and decipher whose faces and masks are there, they sometimes forget to play their own life roles. They freeze, not noticing that the reflections are watching them just as attentively.