Excerpt of the Narrative:
„...Every single week, on a given day, to a very certain evening time a spotlight was turned on in the second floor of an old Art Nouveau apartment. Only to show a naked man, oiled and muscular, dancing behind a huge and slightly opened window. With his whitely blazing and broadly laughing harlequin -mask he moved smoothly to the sounds of Ravel´s Bolero and repeatedly appeared and disappeared in the shadows of the half-light.

This weekly and bizarre happening always went on up to that moment, when the last melodies of the Bolero faded away and the light went out abruptly...‟

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