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What is going to happen to the life if it stays in one point? What will happen to the memories and the nostalgia if they become toxic?
Three sisters fly on a plain and they think about the being. About the unbearable lightness of being. About the memory fragments of a never-been Moscow.
Checkhov's lines in the direction of Botond Nagy are becoming a real contemporary play - a rewinded philosophical essey about closing time, shared lonelyness and missed opportunities.
Three sisters are whispering on the first class of the plains, in the bedrooms, in the noises of a gramophone. Down there is Moscow, up there is the starry sky.