It’s a brisk Friday night as the chill seeps in to every pocket of open air and I see a door with a dim red light hanging above it. Worn paint situates on the wall just beside the light that reads: Six 01. A theatre only recognizable by the iron frame over the door and a painted word. I enter. Inside is a warehouse.
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“What a year! With so many adventures,…
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A Snow White Christmas presented by the…
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Monday Blues. A saying like that doesn’t usually indicate anything positive … until now. Monday has taken on new meaning for me. As has a little spot just off of Vine Street in Hollywood. Pour Vous. Yes, FOR YOU! And it is.
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