We reach, brother. As set pieces were being thrown into the roll-off dumpster, I would be doing some of the most deliriously joyful dumpster diving of the century. Not taking anything that we know survived, or any of the lumber/etc. that went to the local college theater — so as not to change history — but I would be watching for pieces that are clearly just about to be hauled off to the dump, never to be seen again. Those little pockets of the landfill will just have to take their chances with the butterfly effect.were I a time traveler…I’d been there at the set on the last day.
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