A little startled but mostly intrigued, Angela rubs sleep away from her eyes and begins jotting down impressions.
We were at a play, only it was outside, and the audience was sitting on the grass. The performers were doing something from Shakespeare, I think.
In the play, this really beautiful woman (only I'm not sure she was really a woman) wearing a crown was talking about how much she loved this guy with the head of an ass. I think. It was hard to follow exactly what they were saying.
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