11-9-2001 the towers fell and the war on Terror began I was on a break outside the theatre's back stage standing on the fire exit's metallic ramps on the edge of a hill facing west the sun sinking into the Haifa sea smoking a cigi, a fat person's bodysuit and a Hitler's moustache playing Dr Finache my mum called and told me what happened and concerned asked if I'm OK? I finished the cigi, butt squashed fast on the ramp glistening in the red rays. Back into act 2 of the show entertaining, they all kept laughing.