As soon as the curtain rises, I mean the shutter, the bucolic theatre performance about the loves of the shepherdess and the knight will take place. They flee through the forest to consummate their love. There will be glove puppets above the sheet, shadow theatre...
The shirts, back, coercing. The shirts, forward, surrendering....
When the the caravan starts , any extra hitch will be necessary. Because the clothesline joins and pulls and tows lives and experiences. That's how we go through life, in tow. The clothes remember the starts. The rope remembers the clothes....
There is protection. Double. There is inner shelter and outer cover. But not for the rags, the textile pariahs. The rags...
Ready to wear. On the front string the top clothes. On the back string the bottom clothes. If it was by chance, how beautiful coincidences are! If it was on purpose, what a danger mild psychopathies are! (And how interesting!)...