Dot, comma, other line.
90 she turns, my mommy, and blind she becomes too. Since last year she lives, in her own words, back in a dorm, in a nursing home. She hasn't lost her sense of humor, but we are allowed to know: the faster she becomes part of her collection of death notices herself, the better. Rather today than tomorrow. Moreover, she repeats her wish at every visit:
‘May I die, little man?’
And what does the little man do then? He gives her euthanasia as a gift for her birthday.
Dot, comma, other line. Comedy about euthanasia, a subject that is alive.
Text, music, and acting: Wim Claeys.