Funny to me that the thing I remember most about Baron Samedi is the very last moment I saw the performers on stage. The bow, and all their eyes. They all had precisely the same expression — grateful, I think, trying to soak in the new audience in front of them, but soaked more with the complex appreciation of doing something for the first and last time. Baron Samedi's last run. They were adjusting to real life, like adjusting to sunlight.