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Imagine accepting that each moment is a chance to start over. Imagine being unhindered by memory. Imagine not
being able to think, but only to imagine. It would be a bit like dreaming. And what is it that counts in our dreams?Our heroine, Victoria, has lost her memory; she's lost her pussycat, she's lost control over her life... and her bladder.
She has lost almost everything. Victoria is but a shadow of herself; a character whos forgotten her role, a puppet
who adapts and adopts comic and dramatic situations as her imagination dictates. Her wheelchair is also her rocking
chair, her prison, her tango partner and her flying chariot.
