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Last summer I had about four dollars in my bank account, so I planned on spending my summer tethered to the sticky city. But yay of all yays, playwright Jordan Seavey asked me to participate in a workshop of his lovely, beautiful, heartbreaking new play “Listening for our Murderer” with New York Theater Workshop in Hanover, New Hampshire.


So I said goodbye to my messy little apartment.


Goodbye to Penn Station. You smell like foot and armpit.


Goodbye to my fuzzy departure picture. That’s the thing about traveling alone. You feel bad asking a stranger to be patient while you fiddle with the settings on your camera.

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