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See? Not So Proud

Tripping on stage at the very end of a performance, during the denoument, theĀ final vital monologue. Tripping. So hard, so clumsily, there was no hiding it. Tripping. So that everyone in that theatre was yanked out of their suspension of … Continue reading

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