FOR ANTONIO. LUV U 4EVER. "The Secret. In a translucent box, like a vast cube, a tomb (Blanche-Neige, the coffin of glass), perhaps a rotating blue light, slowly displacing the light shadows: police cars, ambulances but in slow motion. The eventually slowed-down sound of an ambulance siren, or police car, a shrillness that doesn't stop and an indefinite form, a body?, that would slowly beat..."