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Today at rehearsal, there will be moving pieces throughout the stage, blocking my way and the light and one of the fire exits. (Oh well.) I won't be sure where to stand or what to do in the oddest set I've ever been a part of, yet another door on hinges spinning back and forth and looking for someone to bang into. It's like the walls have minds of their own, as though they want to undermine the entire show and turn us on our heads. I won't know where to stand, but I certainly will know where to be: beside everyone else, working to undermine the set back over itself again, and crack the whip in favor of an excellent performance.