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Pinky Harris

A Short Essay on Memories I Have And Still Remember of My Time in the Big Theater/Theatre

This is a difficult world no? Everyone just wants a piece of you, a piece of the action. There you are, throwing yourself out there to all those people, your public, and you never really know what any of it all means do you? I mean, does anyone really?

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The Brooklyn Rail

APRIL 2020

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