A place that can't be visited in 10 years. A place that is transient and ever changing. What better place than a stage?

A stage is in a constant state of evolution. A set is built. It becomes incredibly real for hundreds of people and then a month later it'is torn down and replaced with a different set for a different show and that one, in turn, becomes real in its own right.

Wednesday and I both work at a theatre. So one day after work we went and played on the set. Suddenly it was 1937. Suddenly we were lounging in the living room of a small house in Brighton Beach. Not only were we trespassing the future, we were also trespassing the past. We were anachronisms 70 years out of place.