The patrons leave the last performance of a runand do not realize that all the actors stay and put away
the costumes and the props. The set's dismantled down
to barest of the bare, just black floor, back wall, nothing
that would hint of what is coming next. All the mess of putting
on a show and sitting backstage, in the green room eating snacks and drinking coffee just to stay awake because it was
a hard day and the audience deserves the best you've got, all that has got to go, vacuum, spray the mirrors down and wonder at
the speed with which it all returns to what it was before it was
the special place in which extraordinary people told their story.
(c) Ellen Gillette, 2013
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