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We are keeping a list of dumb questions patrons ask us. It's getting way too long.

"How do I get down the stairs?"

Answer: Make a sacrifice to the god of Gravity.

"Where are the doors?"

Answer: You're about to be hit with one. No seriously. Quarter-turn to your left and step back.

"Is this where the circus is?"

Answer: Yes. We've been waiting for you. Your dressing room is next to the elephants.

"Can I wear high heels in your theatre?"

Answer: Not those heels, darling.

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Been here 45 mins & no train. I may be sleeping here tonight...(not really. I hope.)

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And I'm home.

On the train someone asked me what time it was and I was half asleep, so without thinking I looked at my watch and intoned,

"Twenty minutes to midnight."

I may have scared him.