how can it be that we danced like no one in a joy like we did. the year that there was funeral after funeral after a funeral. it was the 80s and 90s remember these times and cities it was very hard. and as i have to write about that that is something special there in those two things coexisting together. and so i have to be real i am dealing with painful times in my family. and joyous times. and sometimes the medicine even when you are trying to heal can reopen the wound a little bit. so i just try to be careful and loving in the work. but also be honest and let the work go there to those real entity places. and indeed it does. you can see them star in my broken language, directed by quiara alegria hudes in signature theater now until november 7th, 27th. next, troubling american actor will soon be enshrined on u.s. currency. s. currency a once-daily pill.