

Through the years, what I have always found at the heart of my sensibility is the refusal to disappear from this world, from its joys, its pleasures, its sufferings, and this refusal has made an artist of me.

Last night, the New York theatre community welcomed the first (and ironically, the last) of August Wilson's plays ...
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Even though most of the people I know who live in BK have a commute to Manhattan that takes as long as mine via ...
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It may seem odd to write an blog entry about how you may not see too many blog entries for a while. But ...
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