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12 October Yesterday was two shows, a matinee and an evening. Omar was so funny. We went out after the matinee and got some food and he kept saying over and over again "I can't believe that I have to do that again!" It's a pretty hard show to do even once in a day, I couldn't blame his bleary shock at the idea of doing it again. He's still not getting the rape scene right. I re-staged it so that he would be taking off his tie and his vest while he is stalking her, it's supposed to be threatening and sexy, but he's just taking them off in a matter-of-fact manner. So last night I went into the lobby and called him and left a whispered voice mail, coaching him through the rape scene. Telling him to look at her as if she were his property. He wants her, so he takes her, and if he smiles as he keeps doing, it seems more like a partnership rather than an ownership. Want, take, fuck, have.
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