The Bald Soprano
The Bald Soprano
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18th year at the Carré Rond theatre.<p> "There's one thing I don't understand. Why, in the obituaries section of the newspaper, do they always give the age of deceased people and never that of newborns? It makes no sense." / "And when is there no competition?" - "Tuesday, Thursday, and Tuesday." - "Oh! Three days a week?" / "This morning, when you looked in the mirror, you didn't see yourself." - "That's because I wasn't there yet..."<br><br> A magician of language, a musician of text, Eugène Ionesco probably often has lunch in authors' paradise in the company of Jean Tardieu, Raymond Devos or Boby Lapointe.</p>
