Women are rarely singular.
Unfortunately.
Or beautifully.
Depends on the day.
There is always another version.
The one craving perfection.
The one escaping into dreams.
The one surviving through control.
The one constantly caring.
The one pretending everything feels manageable.
And the strange thing is —
they somehow all belong to the same person.
Intonations explores the psychological multiplicity of womanhood through a series of characters existing somewhere between reality and performance.
Not entirely fictional.
Not entirely real either.
Fragments.
Or emotional evidence.
Different women living within one woman.
Different intonations of identity.
Because being a woman has never seemed particularly linear.
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why do you keep running after it ?
miss perfection
after what ?
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the perfection.
miss perfection
i am not running after anything.
she laughs.
miss perfection
really.
im not.
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do you think there is anything perfect?
miss perfection
yes. absolutely.
the color white, for example
or black.
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those aren’t even colors.
miss perfection
they are.
they very much are.
and also...
the way water falls.
the drops.
they don’t just fall randomly.
there’s a sequence to it.
it’s always
1, 2, 3 — fall
1, 2, 3 — fall
the timing is… precise.
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is it real?
the wild one
define real.
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here. this. now.
the wild one
that’s one version.
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and yours?
the wild one
less stable.
more accurate.
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do you ever get lost?
the wild one
only when i try to stay.
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stay where?
the wild one
exactly.
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are you okay?
the wild one
that depends on...
which version you’re asking.
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which one should i ask?
the wild one
not this one.
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why not?
the wild one
she’s already leaving.
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are you awake?
the dreamer
technically.
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what does that mean?
the dreamer
my eyes are open.
the rest is negotiable.
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where are you then?
the dreamer
somewhere that doesn’t end when i close my eyes.
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that sounds like a dream.
the dreamer
it sounds like something that works.
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do you control it?
the dreamer
no.
but it behaves exactly how i need it to.
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more than reality?
the dreamer
reality is very… unfinished.
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are you happy there?
the dreamer
it’s quieter.
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quieter than what?
the dreamer
Than questions like this.
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how old are you?
the mom
why would that matter.
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i don’t know. it just… usually does.
the mom
does it.
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so that’s when it changed?
the mom
i wouldn’t call it a change.
more like…
a replacement.
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a mother to who?
the mom
depends.
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on what?
the mom
on who needs it
and who pretends they don’t.
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so it’s about people?
the mom
not necessarily.
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then what is it about?
the mom
maintenance.
things that shouldn’t fall apart.
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do they?
the mom
eventually.
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and you?
the mom
i stay.
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why?
the mom
someone has to.
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don’t you want to be softer?
maybe?
the “man”
softer?
she smiles. softly.
the “man”
listen,
i think it’s unnecessary in my case.
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unnecessary? why?
The “man”
that’s how things are built.
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what things?
the “man”
structures.
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you make it sound very… technical.
the “man”
it is.
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what about feeling?
the “man”
feeling doesn’t require display.
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so you do feel?
the “man”
i didn’t say i don’t.
i’m just not using it.
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using it for what?
the “man”
for things that don’t need it.
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like femininity?
the “man”
like anything excessive.
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are you tired?
the Machine
no. not at all.
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you look tired.
the machine
do i?
wait.
she turns away, quickly opens her bag,
searches for a second,
finds a red lipstick, applies it without a mirror,
presses her lips together, turns back
the machine
better now.
unkown
yes… i guess.
good.
do you ever slow down?
The Machine
why would i?
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just to rest.
the machine
i am resting
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like this?
the machine
yes.
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that sounds exhausting.
only if you think about it.
do you?
the machine
no.
not for long.