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“He's following me... He needs to have a secret but he can´t help telling the heat is going out of me. The heart is going out of me, and though she cannot remember she cannot forget. Clutching a fistful of sand. What ties me to you is guilt. I crossed two rivers and wept by one I am the beast at the end of the rope Happy and free.”

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Book:Ansia, 4.48 Psicosis/ Anxiety, 4.48 Psychosis (Gran Teatro)
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Ansia, 4.48 Psicosis/ Anxiety, 4.48 Psychosis (Gran Teatro)

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Sarah Kane
Sarah Kane

Sarah Kane was a British playwright known for her revolutionary dramatic style and profound thematic explorations. Her works often dealt with social and political issues, as well as deep reflections on the human condition. Kane's plays have had a profound impact on contemporary theater. more

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