If you, like me, were wondering exactly what’s printed on the Polaroid pictures Leoprillo strews across the Memminger stage early in Don Giovanni, when he’s telling Donna Elvira about his master’s thousands of exploits, then wonder no more. Here for your cultural erudition is one of the faux Polaroids, which I liberated from the floor near my seat after the opening night performance. Scroll down to see the image. (This is probably not a good idea if you’re a prude, if you’re easily scandalized, or if you’re appalled by the human figure).
