Medvedenko: Why is it you always wear black? Masha: I'm in mourning for my life. I'm unhappy. ~The Seagull, Anton Chekhov The opening lines of dialogue in one of Chekhov's many plays about eternally miserable people sets the tone for what's to come. Medvedenko loves Masha, but she loves Konstantine who loves Nina, a woman … Continue reading You Always Wear Black →