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In this room full of strangers we are dominos: like first pairs with like. The least dissimilar pieces connect over the obvious and arbitrary. If our identities possess any intricate craftwork, it has been blurred and obscured and forgotten. Now we are distracted by the markings on each other’s faces, by the brushstrokes that have painted over all of our messy and complicated humanness.
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Mark Ryden
Some years ago my Jewish boss brought her menorah to work so she could light it at sunset (we worked late), and it was my non-Jewish colleagues who were most eager to be a part of the ceremony. When traveling in Eastern Europe, someone put candies in my shoes for St. Mikuláš Day. No one in these scenarios is forcing anyone to appropriate a holiday or belief that isn’t their own—they’re only inviting them to the experience. The offer of inclusion says to someone, this means something to me and I’d like you to be a part of it in whatever way you feel comfortable.
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Valentin Flauraud
I ask the theatre to do what any art form might--to engage my mind or my heart in a fearless and powerful way. And, because theatre as a medium hinges on immediate contributions by fellow humans, because the energy shared between those onstage and off is unique to each performance, when I go to the theatre I am hopeful that what I see will touch both heart and mind; that it will not just pull me out of my own experience but enrich it, challenge it, grant it new, glimmering, or unexpected dimension.
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