Theatre makes us laugh, cry, and remember. Our knowledge expands to help us see more. That cart on stage, was my parents’ cart the same? The joy of community is everywhere, the fear of the other is there too. This fear makes my parents send their daughters to a foreign land. The fear becomes true. The notice to leave in only one day. Sometimes theatre makes us cry.
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