THE END. Why The END? Because it is an old love, always deferred and always renewed. Because it is "made here" in this House Pawnbroker. A space of Memory of the City and a Time. A show made of memories. A premonitory text, which "speaks to us" of us, yesterday, today and tomorrow; of the fall of a regime, but that touches deeper each of us. It is the closing of a cycle where everything is collapsing, things and people ... that speaks of the solitude and the sweet and calm tenderness of the conviviality with the Death ... of longing ... of silence ...