Mental Jukebox
Feed it a buck or it'll just play on random.
Sunday, January 17, 2016
I can see where I am goin’.
I didn't cry again all week until I watched this. Unexpected.
And this--conceived, created, costumed, not a rote revival, not a wink-and-give-'em-the-hits. A creation for this moment. Theatre. Life.
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