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Reader
started out as a sort of prankish revenge against the censors
who, in Chile, were banning my own work and that of so many
other writers. It needed in its newest incarnation to reach
audiences in other apparently faraway places. It is
a drama that, in some startling sense, like Death and
the Maiden and like Widows, is happening right
now, anywhere in the world where lives are being twisted
and diminished, where people are trying to take control
of their lives and cannot do so until they are willing to
see themselves in the mirror of others.
I hope this play, therefore, turns into further proof that
my Latin American experience can speak to audiences around
the globe, that my literature continues to be a bridge between
people and a way of joining them together. But more
than that, I have another more secret, desire: perhaps a
hidden censor or two will read this story, will see this
play, will buy this book or steal it from a lover's house,
perhaps he will discover with horror and wonderment that
this is his life, that the truths he has been trying to
suppress are irrepressibly alive in these pages I wrote
for him and myself and everybody else in the world.
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