Take your seats, please — All must go. Closing down. Outta here. Goin’ fishin’ Barber shop on Main Street. The mall’s cut the customers, chopped the butcher, the baker makes no dough. Chairs x 2 Old school. Leather, iron and chrome. A pretty penny at the antique mart, I’ll bet. Door tinkles as I turn…

Episode #8. This prose is a sequel to the previous prose. They are inspired by one of the greatest violinists of these times — when he was a little boy! — ‘I don’t want to play a song’, He thought. The Devil Rabbit Robot Violinist looked very sad. He was a Robot and couldn’t move His hands properly. It made Him a little bit impatience. This is not the way He used to live, and He loves playing the violin. When…

This prose was inspired by one of the greatest violinists of these times when he was a little boy! — There was a little boy somewhere in a country far from here. He played outside with his friends. The sun burned in his face. After playing for too long, he searched for the shadow and took his book. …

This prose is a sequel to the previous prose that was inspired by one of the greatest violinists of these times when he was a little boy! — The card with that poem still hangs on his wall in his practice room. He put his music desk in a way he always could read that poem. That card reminds him of that old lady playing during that beautiful sunny and warm day in September three years ago. Every…

This prose is a sequel to the previous prose that was inspired by one of the greatest violinists of these times when he was a little boy! — Slowly he opened his eyes. Turning around in his bed, looking outside: ‘Still dark’, he thought. Then his head turned towards his new digital clock: ‘2 am.’ He closes his eyes, but he can’t sleep. …

This prose is a sequel to the previous prose that was inspired by one of the greatest violinists of these times when he was a little boy! — When He stood there, on stage, The Little Boy played the next melody. They — The Little Boy and the conductor — exchanged looks while playing the first few bars of the new piece, with lots of virtuosity. The Violinist stood on one foot, still on his big toe on…

Episode #5. This prose is a sequel to the previous prose that was inspired by one of the greatest violinists of these times when he was a little boy! — When He woke up, The Violinist Rabbit stood in front of the Church in Vienna, St. Stephen's Cathedral. Looking around, He saw his Cello Friend and his Viola Friends on the square. He was still The Violinist Rabbit. He was even more confused. Everyone was dressed differently; men wore small…

Episode #6. This prose is a sequel to the previous prose. They are inspired by one of the greatest violinists of these times — when he was a little boy! — The Cellist Friend was so surprised, and He thought He turned his friend back into The Little Violinist. Unfortunately, the magic spell didn’t work out — again. The Little Rabbit Violinist — yes, He became little again. At the same time, He felt heavy things on his back: ‘What could…

Episode #7. This prose is a sequel to the previous prose. They are inspired by one of the greatest violinists of these times — when he was a little boy! — He — The Rabbit Violinist Devil — walked back to the tile with the poem. Still all the people He just saw in his mind; two beautiful friends. They looked different today than usual. Wearing special clothes; white clothes — wide on their body, over their head and wrapped around…