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We squint as we tip-toe single-file behind the small beacon of torchlight that leads us to our seats. A long, formidable cry penetrates the darkness, and then a single flaming torch emerges, illuminating the face of a young man wearing only a loin cloth. Anticipation builds with each deliberate step he takes towards us.

I have entered the Lune Performing Center with little clue as to what awaits

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