Caligari’s Circus

One summer’s night, a hand chalked upon a wall the slogan: CALIGARI LIVES! but the inhabitants of the town did not find this information significant and indifferently continued their daily tasks although a raven alighted one morning upon the roof of the community centre and, for the space of an entire week, filled the air with rusty aid melancholy cawing. Various other signs also occurred—for example, the moon, that month, was red as blood during all its phases; an ancient colly dog (propert...