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Fri 10 Oct 2009Wishing for the sight of snow falling on the living and the dead
In the theatre, it was snowing on stage but when he emerged into the harsh lights and sights of night-time Dublin, all was dismal and grey, writes MICHAEL HARDING
I WAS at a play in Dublin recently, about China. During one scene it snowed on stage; an illusion so beautiful that I began craving for the white snowy streets of a faraway city.
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