Encounter at the OperaChapter 1
1st Act. I still have the last notes of the prologue in my head. The first act starts in a blur. We are watching now Floria Tosca in a passionate discussion with Cavaradossi in the church. Puccini’s music always makes the same impact on me. I have been exposed to these notes a zillion of times, and I cannot resist it. I am trapped. I stand in the corner of the gallery, one of my favorite places. It is one of the few places where standing people have a full picture of the interaction...