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THE STRANGE POETRY OF SECLUSION
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The curtain opens on the apartment of an elegant, but most eccentric gentleman. The gentleman’s servant carries himself with the stiff back of an English butler – but this feat is somewhat less impressive, considering that the servant in question is mechanical. Around the apartment dizzily wheels a mechanical dog of sorts, with a phonograph precariously perched where the head should be. |
A stylish mechanical danseuse shifts sensually around the room, troubling the already somewhat addled mind of our gentleman. We have entered an alternate universe, on that’s at once poetic and decadent. Our hero has chosen to live apart from the society of men and women, in a gilded, automatized jail. He does not seem to be able to relate to his fellow creatures, and this apartment is his solution. He’s fearful, and has installed security alarms everywhere. He’s also lonesome, and has built these sophisticated machines to keep him company. |
However, a big day is fast approaching. “She” is coming for a visit… “She” is his last chance to joint our world, his last connection with beings of flesh and blood. Will he be willing to give it all up for her? |
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