The Trouble with Quitting the ‘Trump-Kennedy Center’
It is the winter of 1944, in Paris, and the Nazis are in town. They’ve been here for four years now, occupying the city—which is to say, taking up space in it, living cheek by jowl with the objects of their oppression. They eat in the same restaurants. They drink in the same clubs. For the German occupiers, Paris is a playground; for the Parisian citizenry, it’s a place increasingly difficult to recognize as home. Some have learned to collaborate. Others risk their lives, in secret, to resist. But in February, the long, uneasy dance between compliance and defiance is interrupted by the debut of a different kind of performance, the hottest ticket in town: Jean Anouilh’s…
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