Two Dishes But To One Table

It was emotionally demanding.  I lived in despair for the last two acts, having the sensation for a good   30 minutes that I was sliding down a slate roof, straining for traction with my fingernails and arriving at the end, not a precipice but something more like abandonment.  Leaving the theater I felt a little ill and wanted no more mention of the characters or themes.  I was Leared out.

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