Symmetric pathologies strikethrough life and death. Tads and dotard are facing their suspicious candor and instinctual obscenity with cruel laughter and sardonic growling. No words but borborygmi, gobbling and snoring, slobbering, drooling through identical reflects in the mirror, a multitude of Janus double-face. The illusion of escape from those two states of sarcasm, in the street’s darkness, man gets the backlash of his creation.