From "O pior é que fica" by José Maria Vieira Mendes

The worst is what remains. Just thinking about everything that could be burned...
For me, the worst thing is starting.
The worst is the crying. Really, when I see crying, I get suspicious.
The worst thing is the way it looks. Everything is wrong. The walls, the floor, everything is wrong.
The worst thing is love.
The worst thing is remembering. They won't let me forget. The next thing you know, you're in 1766.
You didn't hear what I said, did you?
The worst thing is the effort. I'm tired. Everyone knows that. Everyone knows I don't mean what I say. Why can't anyone tell me how to do it?
Maybe the worst thing is being human.
Holy shit

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Creative and Artistic Team

Staging
Mafalda Lencastre

Acting
Balleteatro 2nd year drama students