Coppélia

Franz has fallen in love with a doll reading a book on the balcony. Swanhilda must now remind him of reality. So, she disguises herself as the doll – and starts dancing in front of an almost unconscious Franz.

In illusion, there is no space for reality. In reality, there is enough space for illusion.

Swanhilda is herself and what Franz imagines her to be.

Understand the secret. Find the key with your own hands.

The prophecy must be fulfilled.

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