It begins in a large, cafeteria-esque room. I am signing up for acting class, or perhaps it is an audition, I do not know. For such a large room the gathering seems small, a dozen chairs arrayed to face one another in a corner by the door. The teacher is everything one would expect: aging woman; evident fashionista; stern matron. She appears
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