In a hotel room, in Chicago, with (this is where it gets good). . .
My husband!!!
Woo-hoo!
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No matter where in the world you go, theaters are all the same. For an artist on the road, this universal truth is sometimes the only sense of continuity you get...the tune, the lights dimming, the feel of the seat against your back. This is a blog about the performing arts...but it is also about finding home and community in a wayfaring life.
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