Brucie in a union steelworker who has been locked out of his plant
Start: I’m not receiving that message! Last week, I was at the union office signing up for some bulls@#t training and this old white cat, late 50’s, whatever, gets in my face, talking about how we took his job. [... .. …] End: So, I don’t understand it. This damn blame game, I got enough of that in my marriage
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Nottage, Lynn, Sweat, Theatre Communications Group, 2017, p. 37.
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