Yesterday, I had the chance to watch from the red carpet one of the last shows performed this season by Cirque du Soleil in Montreal, Kooza.
Going back home with my hands deep in my pockets, I realized that yes, we are pagliacci (clowns) in our own life. We laugh, we cry, we make jokes and we suffer. The most important thing is whether you're applauded or not when you exit your life's stage. Whether you have managed to perform the way you expected, whether they loved your act or not. Whether your act was not just an act, but your real persona. Whether you fell on your feet or not...
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