Opening the door to my apartment, I saw my neighbour standing in his doorway. Since the hallway between our respective apartments was very large, I couldn’t figure out at first glance what it was that covered his whole body from the shoulders down. On closer examination, I saw a long cape with magnificent folds. But what hit me was specifically that part of his body that corresponded to his left arm: in that spot, the fabric of the cape was visibly depressed and contrasted distinctly with the other, that is, the area of his right arm, although I must confess that it seemed inappropriate to ask about this. Nor could I have domes so, for my neighbour with an elegant swirl extending down to the last folds of the tail of his cape, was already disappearing behind his apartment door. For my part, I began to wonder about that depression in the area of his left arm, but my thoughts led nowhere. My neighbour came back out, wrapped in his great cape. I looked quickly at his left arm and then, naturally, at his right. There, too, the fabric now sunk visibly.
This time, my neighbour didn’t give me the luxury of being surprised: a slam of the door informed me that he had disappeared again. Or rather, that he was reappearing, standing, as always, but rather awkwardly where his right leg joined his hip. The fabric formed a deep recess there as well. A new slam announced a new departure: in fact, the fourth. The only difference between this and previous departures lay in the quality of elasticity, that is to say that the cape, from the hips upward - disregarding the pronounced depressions at the arms - outlined my neighbours entire anatomy with surprising accuracy; but, in contrast, from the hips downward, the fabric of the cape swirled around, forming capricious folds as if his anatomy didn’t continue below this point. I anticipated that a new slam of the door would provide an explanation. But if the door slammed, it was to let me see that the fabric now had found new regions in which to swirl. That is, the whole region of the thoracic cavity seemed so elastic that the cape could assume the most unexpected contours. The head was still there, but the cape fell directly from the shoulders, or, more accurately, from the base of the neck, and in fact, it wasn’t raining at that moment, a beautiful sun was in the sky, and anyway, wasn’t he under a secure roof? Not to mention that my neighbour was beginning the seventh return to his apartment where inclement weather was impossible. I logically expected an eighth exit, but instead, a longer time transpired than at any time previously, and I didn’t hear the indicative slam of his door. So I threw myself furiously against his door, gave it a terrific push. Nailed to the wall with enormous spikes were the following parts of a human body: two arms (right and left), two legs (right and left), the sacrocoxic region, the thoracic cavity, all gracefully imitating a man who stands awaiting some news. I couldn’t look for very long, for I heard the voice of my neighbour begging me to place his head in the empty part of the composition. Eager to please him, I took the head delicately by the neck and fixed it to the wall with one of those enormous spikes, just above the shoulder area. And since the cape would no longer be of any use to him, I wrapped myself in it to walk out the door like a king.