Wow, Adam. I see that particular beggar at almost every show I attend, but this is the first time I've actually heard him ask someone for the money to buy a ticket. Getting ballsy, indeed.
What I still can never quite get over is that they almost always seem to get in. I saw the glasses man begging outside of the final concert performance of COMPANY, and not only did he get in, but he ended up with about a tenth row center orchestra seat. (I noticed him from my VIP box seat in the first tier) I couldn't believe that not only did someone give him a ticket, but a $175 at that! And, in traditional fashion, he was fast asleep ten minutes in.
"You travel alone because other people are only there to remind you how much that hook hurts that we all bit down on. Wait for that one day we can bite free and get back out there in space where we belong, sail back over water, over skies, into space, the hook finally out of our mouths and we wander back out there in space spawning to other planets never to return hurrah to earth and we'll look back and can't even see these lives here anymore. Only the taste of blood to remind us we ever existed. The earth is small. We're gone. We're dead. We're safe."
-John Guare, Landscape of the Body
Updated On: 8/7/11 at 08:02 PM
