8 p.m.

During the two (symbolic) weeks of the magnificent magnolia bloom that illuminates his bedroom window, “the man who resembles me” (74 years old) reflects on his life, before and after death, confronting his doubts and certainties.

Between a doctor’s appointment and choosing an urn from a catalog, between a first love and a walk in the forest with his seven-year-old grandson, “the man who resembles me” monologues, poetizes, and sings of his search for something “greater than himself.”