he said he was attending an opera, an opera with an audience and somehow an audience with a man in the thick of the crowd was dying, gurgling, slumping, and how was it that he was so caught up in the beauty of watching him become slouched in his seat that he did not attempt to walk to him, how was it that the stage was not elevated in front of the audience, but there amidst all of them was the stage and drama playing out in the midst of them, something more dramatic than what was on stage.