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...Stairs” is the story of Benjamin Murphy, a cog in the machine at a shirt manufacturing company, whose only escape from his drab world is a secret set of stairs that leads him to the roof of the building in which he works. Benjamin is portrayed by portrayed by Scott E. Lyman, a graduate student at the American Repertory Theater/ Moscow Art Theater School Institute for Advanced Theater Training at Harvard University (A.R.T./MXAT). Stuck in a life he has no passion for, Benjamin and his co-worker (A.R.T./MXAT student Lindsay Strachan), referred to simply as Girl...
When Lyman’s enthusiasm builds during Benjamin’s adventures, the performance borders on the campy; he prances around stage wearing bright red boots, a muscle shirt, and a veil tied around his waist like a skirt—elements that drift both in action and appearance from the aesthetic of the 1930s...
General Foreman Javier Gonzalez, 50, wearing a red bandana and an orange Oltmans T-shirt, says, "I was only out of work for two months in '09." Other carpenters were not so lucky. Gonzalez says his laid-off colleagues are paying their bills in a variety of ways. "One guy is doing tattoos. Some guys are bartending. And there is a group who work for realtors cleaning out foreclosed homes. They empty everything that is left in the house, resell what that can salvage and do minor repairs. It's sad. There is no work right now. Here...
...visit my family and report on the earthquake's destruction. Now tents can sell on the street for a hundred dollars each, if you can find one. One woman says she'd been walking all day looking for one. She was dressed in a tight spandex lime green shirt, her hair neatly coiffed. She said she offered a man 1,500 Gourdes or $40 for one and he just laughed. "We are just making our homes out of sheets but what will happen when it rains?" she tells me. "What will...
After an afternoon of shopping success—for Anna, an FC Barcelona shirt for her boyfriend; for Molly, a bottle of absinthe—we deserved a less touristy treat. And there on the menu...