Just outside the window

Theatre makes the air outside go thin. The performers speaks, breaths, sweats. The audience seems still but feels – gets grounded in moments of truths and illuminates the silence by clapping which relieves goose bumps to the just experienced. The air gets thin. Usually. The air gets thinner – in perception. With masks covering mouth and nose, retaining air that holds a tiny bit of freshness to enter for filling lungs and making your brain feel clearer. Let’s have a break and open the windows.
When Elisa and Harmony walked towards the windoe to refresh themselves, they noticed a layer which was in 0.5 meters distance to the other wall. It was a strong plastic material that was held by metal poles going all the way from the bottom – gazing down on the street – up to the roof. Harmony is used to working in areas like ‚this one‘ was made for. She explained that it is a little too far away from the wall. Meaning that when you walk on it, you might fall down – they have not build it in a secure manner. For the workers it might not matter but there was for sure no security check. At night, neither Elisa nor Harmony were able to see anyone working, it usually happens at day time – after starting early in the morning. This one seemed to be for restauration manners. They were wondering about the rehearsals inside at day time. Is there a friendly kinship with the outer workers or does the performing crew inside gets outraged about the constant noise caused by the outer when craving for silencing concentration.

QUIZ: What is ‚this one‘?