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Nostalgia for kisses that stay on the lips, anxiety for hugs that get tired of not giving each other, angry intensity, and heartbreak as a misfortune, as destiny. Each rehearsal has a note, a nuance, a measure that does not repeat itself the following week, as if the transience of the theater also inhabited the rehearsals. Virtuous transience that agitates our minds and becomes memorable. This is the chronicle of a journey to the interior.