Monologue

Stranger Monologue from To Damascus

From To Damascus by August Strindberg

male · anguished · 32 sec

Fearfully. Some fool has restrung my nerves out of tune, and plays on them with a horse-hair bow till he sets my teeth on edge.... You don't know what that is! There's someone here who's stronger than I! Someone with a searchlight who shines it at me, wherever I may be. Do they use the black art in this place?

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