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The spectacle’s externality with respect to the acting subject is demonstrated by the fact that the individual’s own gestures are no longer his own, but rather those of someone else who represents them to him. The spectator feels at home nowhere, for the spectacle is everywhere.

—GUY DEBORD, The Society of the Spectacle

BÉRENGER: [who also stops feeling the invisible walls, greatly surprised] Why, what do you mean?

[The ARCHITECT returns to his files.]

In any case, I’m glad my memory is real and I can feel it with my fingers. I’m as young as I was a hundred years ago. I can fall in love again … [Calling to the wings on the right:] Mademoiselle, oh, Mademoiselle, will you marry me?

—EUGÈNE IONESCO, The Killer