In about six hours, I am getting up to catch a bus to New York City to see Ansky's The Dybbuk off-Broadway with
fleurdelis28,
shirei_shibolim,
terriqat, and some very lovely people who don't have livejournals. Those of us who don't live in New York are then catching the bus back. It will be exhausting; it should also be fun. I have never before seen this play staged, although it's been important to me for almost ten years now (and maybe longer, if you count the poster I used to look at in the basement of the building where my grandmother's congregation met, before they got a temple of their own and confused me forever). It will be very interesting to see what it looks like, outside of my head.
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