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There Is No Place I Desire To See So Much As Jerusalem by W.S. Brewbaker Then laughter. Cut off by the unscripted blast. An improvised monologue at center stage. Cracked bone and victorious Latin. A child, seated on the front row, crying. Knowing tragedy is the departure from the predetermined. Gyroscope Review 4! 6