On Manhattan's Lower East Side.
In an "indoor garden."
In perhaps one of the most depressing gynmacafetoriums I've EVER seen.
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The "indoor garden" was too small for the set.
The ceiling was too short for the roof.
We couldn't even put the "tree toppers" on our drops.
Our van got a parking ticket.
We had Fifth Graders in the audience.
The space was too echo-y to use mics.
We slipped and slid across the floors.
Our changing space was in full view of a whole section of the room.
We started fifteen minutes late.
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And they (and we) still loved every second of it.
Kid quote of the day: After Max knocks down the castle and Grandma arrives for her show, Ruby informs her that something terrible has happened. "Oh," says Grandma. "What is it?" And a little kid announced, "Max, you've destroyed everything." Not a chance...
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