Farewell to The Hole (for now)
A couple things I know today, in my forty-seventh year, after completing a run of my new play The Hole:
1) My sense of direction will NEVER improve. I've been working on it since I was a little child and teachers first started scolding me for not knowing my left from my right. So to speak. I was lousy at sportsball of all varieties. I was tall, so they …
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