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How politics killed theatre

When will plays stop having to be either chokingly woke or ‘bravely’ anti-woke?

The light has gone out: an exhausted-seeming Hans Kesting in Ivo van Hove’s Who Killed My Father. Credit: © Jan Versweyveld

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