On May Thirteenth around three o’clock the play Helvetica by one of our dear friends K. Willow Coleman was dead on arrival. It was yet another theatrical casualty of this global pandemic that has shuttered the doors of theaters everywhere from the Elm Street Cultural Arts Village in Woodstock, Georgia all the way to Broadway. So one message later and Dana and I were sitting on our bed with our cats doing our first theatre review from our homes!
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