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The lights appear on the

stage and the mime with

the black make up and tired

eyes begins to speak about

life under economic oppression.  She

isn’t as sad as she says  that

she is, but

then there is a bright,

burning sun over top of

the theatre, bringing radiation

and monetary flares, lights

of justice without kindness, stark

betrayal, uproarious telepathy.

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