“What is that thing?” Terry asked, gesturing to the
big sculpture that looked more like a pile of junk than anything else. She and Sally were seated dead center in the orchestra, about five rows back in perfect viewing range for the Broadway show Rent. It was Terry’s first Broadway show, and Sally’s however many she’d seen plus one
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