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I don't understand--do you mean how did I continue to find a reason to live having been faced with Beckett's incisive existentialist summation of life? It's pretty easy, since Beckett is an ass and existentialism is horseshit.
Or do you mean how did I ever memorize my lines in such a tedious script full of non sequitors? I'm an aural learner; I read the play into a tape recorder and listened to it over and over until I knew my lines.
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