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The doors softly slammed shut and it became very quiet and dark inside the car. Old man on the backseat watched rain drops silently knocking into the car window, thinking about something. Finally he turned to the driver and commanded: "Move on!" Long black car quickly drove in the bright evening city, exciting envy and admiration in passers-by.

 He had a lot to think about. Theatre wasn’t...