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Theatre
2 years ago
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118
Through the kitsch and glamour of the Butterfly Club cocktail bar, past the red-lit dolls and full bookcases leaden with dust and wall-plastered pictures of Star Wars characters, up a thin and creaking steep staircase lies a door with the name ‘Kit Goodman’ on it. The room beyond is quiet, undisturbed in the night falling...
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Theatre
2 years ago
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128
Walking to the Meat Market Stables for the 7.30 show I passed Royal Melbourne Hospital. In the chilled darkness of Grattan Street three fire trucks sat, their lights gyrating off the hospital’s exterior, firemen sitting calmly inside. It struck me as odd that the visual panic was so unmatched in expression, compared to the reality...