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I'm going to commune with God and I must be appropriately dressed!
I’m standing here and asking myself where this low-brow was hiding the score of my opera! I tell you, running around without any clue makes me nervous.
What do you think of this mediocre artist who, instead of me, got a giant, ugly, white monument. May the pidgeons leave their traces.
(Jo seems to be jealous)
Since my score went missing a few years after I’ve composed the operaI’m not sure if he could’ve stolen it to sell it under his own name.
