The Cleaning Woman Ghost

I am a cleaning woman. My hair has turned white, and the days simply pass by without meaning. Then, the ghost of my mother appears before me in her youthful form. She laments that her daughter never bore children and lives in solitude. But the daughter fiercely argues back… A performance of song and physical expression borrowing the form of mugen nō. When it repeats once again, human figures are no longer there. Strange box-like humans writhe and move, and the theater transforms into CGI…

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