
A few weeks ago I saw a student production of “Twelfth Night” in D.C.
Though it was far from my favorite of the versions I’ve seen, I sat happily (albeit uncomfortably — no AMC recliners at the Shakespeare Theatre Company) for three hours, often pulled from the mo…
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