Saturday, April 6, 2019


April 5, 2019

Tennyson, then the making of a monumental stew. Went to the Magnetic, lured by an invitation and a free ticket. The play was surprisingly good, professionally composed and well acted. The topic–an old murder and trial–was not gripping enough for a full evening, or advanced technique, but it almost was. I was content with that.

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