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Bertolt Brecht
Bertolt Brecht

Bertolt Brecht, born on February 10, 1898, and died on August 14, 1956, was a German poet, playwright, director, and theorist. He is considered one of the most important theater reformers of the 20th century, whose innovative theatrical theories and practices have had a profound impact on world theater. more

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