Thinking of mimes in the wild - and I'm not talking stage performances here, two quite antithetical experiences come to my mind.
Decades ago I've been to Maastricht with a friend of mine. There is this really beautiful square, the Vrijthof, in front of the cathedral, with a lot of cafes and pubs around. And as we would come to notice it was also the hunting-ground for a mime, who spoofed passers-by. One woman was very unfortunate indeed, as he sat down at her table parodying her every move, poor woman, there was no way she could defend herself.
On the other occasion there was a mime on a pedestal at a crowded promenade, posing like a sculpture, ocasionally waving at passers-by or shaking their hands. This time it was, I regret to say, the poor mime who was hunted or rather haunted by our children. They were very intrigued, standing in front of him taunting him and trying get any reaction, we were not really able to drag them away.
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