“Don't soil your pretty little shoes The gutter's deep and red Climb up climb up and ride along with me the tumbrel driver said But she never said a word never turned her head Don't soil your pretty little pants I only go one way Climb up climb up and ride along with me There's no gold coach today But she never said a word never turned her head”
Quote by Peter Weiss
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This play delves into the life and death of the French revolutionary journalist Jean-Paul Marat, focusing on the circumstances surrounding his assassination. Set in an asylum under the control of the Marquis de Sade, the play examines the themes of madness, revolution, and the human condition through a unique and disturbing narrative. more
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