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CLT | 1913
stage manager • leader • unapologetically BLK
🎭 ASM • Cindy Panto 👠 @peopleslight
asst to @crrscholarship
board • @qc_queencityconcerts

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Put on your dancing shoes, the ball is about to begin! NEW Little Library Concert drops soon, starring the cast of CINDERELLA: A MUSICAL PANTO ⏰ 👠 🎶

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Well HELLOOOO, everybody!! It's day one of CINDERELLA rehearsal, and the panto energy is already off the charts. We can't wait for you to see what this fabulous cast and team (plus even more not pictured!) are cooking up 🪄

📸 @mekawilsonphoto

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🚜
hi.
missed ya.
august 🤝 atlanta.
(1/2)

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Someone tell @raye that singing this everyday actually works! 💍❤️‍🔥

📸 @asherfickett

#swordfight #proposal #loml

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still soaking it in. we are overthrown with gratitude for the love that our swordfight proposal video has received. To our incredible friends who bore witness to the absolute best day of my life and the family and friends who sent their love across the states, we love you so so much.

Thank you, @everinmotley for your unmatched choreography, talent and most of all friendship. You’re the best. ⚔️🫂

Thank you to my Philly aunties @dembrucegals for your love and support. I love you, ladies. ❤️‍🔥

thank you to @noelia_.arevalo for giving me love and for your unwavering bravery. I love you so much, mommy & charlie

And to all our new friends, it only gets hotter and weirder. ❤️‍🔥 -madeleine & evan.

#swordfight #proposal #actors #love #30

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Parting is such sweet sorrow💐🥀🌷#thankspsf
Pennsylvania Shakespeare Festival 35th season 2026🩵🩵🩵
4 years in Young Company has given me countless opportunities & relationships, all of which are pictured and not pictured here. No words will some up the family i’ve made with PSF & what it’s pushed me to become and how to continue growing in my artistry. ALSO - I LOVE MY FRIENDS.
An official end to my time at DeSales❤️‍🔥

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Put me in the plastic send me back to Amazon💙
- @peacock.exe @ashanihadiyah

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Cor(n)iolanus 2026
🪏🗳️🔪🌽🃏🥁
We have power in ourselves to do it, but it is a power that we have not power to do…
#thankspsf

📸: Kristy McKeever & @andrea.en.focus

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🥀
(i like to think)
the county,
affectionately called
by the place he dreamed after,
grew to love,
and inherited by
the sweat and tears
of his blood relatives,
because everything
and everyone is of
reputation in fair verona
(where we no longer
in 2 hours traffic
lay our seen and unseen
blessings.)
when he told
his mother’s mother
of his new title,
she reminded him of how
much he feared
just leaving the state,
of how he wailed when his eyes
set sights on birds,
who called friendly songs.
or, she’d laugh,
when he could finally
string together words,
and though he bit his
tongue, or gnawed his thumb
just to stop the noise
between his ears
for an easier passage
(word by word),
he spake the sunshine fair.
he smelled the beautiful flowers,
dedicating his life to
being a man of wax
and would polish every surface
he touched,
every mind he wandered through,
wonder at his coat tails.
and when he was of age
to learn of love,
his armor of petals
could not withstand
his berating peers.
so he was chased out
of most rooms
where barbaric fists
and entitled tongues
tread over his soft-browed,
eagle-eyed countenance.
if he could not win
a maiden for love,
and the world told him
he would never be suited
for experiencing joy
with his closest bedfellows,
he would focus
on the work.
and so he did.
and so, he did.
and so,
the strife of their streets,
harmless as it might,
bereaved him to know
that two families,
with great enmity,
could be united
where his jurisdiction
could support any
reason(s) while their
dignities did not
carry likewise weight
in their husbandries.
though he presented
transaction,
he did feel
and fall
and when you know, you know.
and though he had seen the world
many years before her life
had succeeded,
he was willing to wait.
and be a part of
the famiglia.
but he was reminded,
in the waves of doubt
and uncertainty,
that his mother’s mother
once too
was a maid.
and held fear,
uncertainty,
and doubt.
so as he set flowers
for his fallen bride,
he breathed and sighed.
and as he bled at her tomb,
he breathed and sighed.
and as he felt the heat
turn away,
mother’s mother
in the end
set her hand on his side,
and her smile greeted him,
blooming again.

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🪷
where hours end,
ours bend
with whispers of
the creators
(of your future, and mine)
within,
yearning for our
curiosities to
meet.
where mine awaits
yours, vibrant and
wide-armed,
unashamed of its existence,
yours searches mine,
wondering if,
when the tongue unfurls,
the thing called time
even likes to be called
by a name
we gave it.
and still,
with grace unbounded,
he sets on,
allowing us to measure our life’s
meaning
in ways of
reference
and weights of
deferences.
the difference is
where yours lies,
mine’s lay at the
feet of yours,
awaiting the best
breath
to hoist.
•
(1 week ~ @easelyearl)
@pashakespeare

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🎞️
week to go.
would you look at that?

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Final opening celebration of the season at @pashakespeare

It’s not over yet - One more week to catch our shows, running till August 2. Come through!!

#pashakes26 #behindthescenes

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