I went to the library today and got A Streetcar Named Desire and Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf? (two famous plays, I'm trying to become more theatrically well read). The woman I was standing next too and the woman working there both asked if I was reading them for school and were very surprised to find out I just wanted to read plays.
It's weird how reading has become so uncommon that it almost labels you to want to read something. I really ought to read more than I do, and I am trying to
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Armed with an extremely generic title, I am ready to blow you away with the intenseness of what will follow. I hope I'm not stressing you out with how epic this will be, I suggest you carry a bottle of asprin while reading this.
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I still haven't read A Streetcar Named Desire but Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf is SO good, although i kinda wish i had seen it performed first because it has as such a dramatic climax and vibrant characters that it really deserves to be seen performed but now I already know everything that happens so I can't experience it again for the first time :(
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