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	<title>Serena Huang</title>
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	<pubDate>Wed, 11 Mar 2020 17:26:24 +0000</pubDate>
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	Digital play:
·“OF COURSE I AM LYING!” he shouted as the thunder split open the apple tree 

·Sky Empty  &#38;nbsp; &#38;nbsp;· recording available

 
·The Wall (interactive video) 

·...and on top of the mountain there was a temple...
·I can see you, the light, and a rope but still have to move a bit to your left:the play

·Another incident on another man in the same top.



	&#38;nbsp; &#38;nbsp;Props room
	Mise-en-scene:

· I saw a sun and moon as I entered between the 7th and 8th rib&#38;nbsp;

· “Hey!”, he shouted towards the window as the fly landed on the window ledge 

· "The smoke from our chimney formed their sky, and in much the same way, their smoke made ours."
·(As Ann M. Hue begins to reminisce about the play: The Smartphone Was Invented Before the Candle...)
·The tree sinking into the ground.
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·Begins with an end: a dead fly

·Act 0

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