I am working with a group of artists - not sure what my role is. The director and I are listening through speakers to 3 men rehearsing in another room. The sound is muffled. After a while the group go off in a car - they wave at me to join them but I prefer to walk - it's only round the corner. I return to Aunty Kath's house, number 77, and wait for them there. They don't come.
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