The Rehearsal of the Animal Farm is located in a small, dilapidated building where the roads smell of urine. There is a small room called "Café" (although there is no coffee) in this building, where the theatre is rehearsed in a small room of 10 square metres.

The owner of the house is a fortune-teller who normally wears fancy shorts and people's shorts and drags around and calls any gay man who doesn't wear shorts and people's shorts during the summer "self-confident".

"Self-obsession is hard to break." Mr. Talent says.

In addition to having to go out and make a living, Mr. Talent's greatest hobby is to share his ideas with those who come to this café, and by the way, tell each other about each other's experiences.

"Connects and People". Mr. Talent explains what he's doing.

Mr. fortune-teller predicted the future of the world in which we lived. In his words, the present environment would inevitably collapse, and the future would be an end in itself, and only the "café" would be able to liberate itself.

Sometimes he's more like a pope, and the "café" is the church he used to run away from. He wants to gather as many believers as possible from his troubled system, to take refuge in a "café" and to free himself - before the end of the trial day.

There is also a regular resident in the Café, a newcomer. The house was filled with traces of his life - slippers, laundry fluids and face basins under the table, electric rice pants and hangers hidden in the ceiling, and underwear hanging in the centre of the house. He was asked what his ultimate goal was - the "liberation of all mankind" - he said. While the faithful are now heavily indebted, they also have to make a living outside the system during the day. It was not clear how he would coordinate the time between debt servicing and human liberation.

The Animal Farm is created in such an environment.

The system operates with energy, with human dry batteries, with you, me, and him pursuing the same goal; real estate, bank loans and VAT. First, it gives you a long time and life to trade it for something that does not really belong to you, then it takes it without mercy and gives you a code of health when you want justice.

Ironic.

As a result, part of those who were reluctant to become "cost" became systematic travellers.

The Great Three and the Great Three saw it, and the rest was their response to the great narrative; the small-town question-makers saw it, and the words of "smuggling" and "delaying" became their words. And a few of them came to Animal Farm. Every rehearsing is a non-violent non-cooperation of the smallest unit; every second of time spent in a café is a spit on the machine that flies out the window.

Lie down and sleep, and be assured of sufficient sleep.

On Saturday night, I came to see a play by a Traveller platoon.

That's our attitude.

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Animal Farm.

2022.06.25

Beijing's Berry Building.

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