Five
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At five o'clock one afternoon, John finds himself in ancient Rome. Taking him for a tourist wih stupid jewellery on his face, one of the locals runs him through with his broadsword. As John lies writhing on the pavement, a small chariot comes by, driven by a Samaritan. Unfortunatley, it is a bad Samaritan.
Archive :: production:T0638694192, play:S3293, venue:V605
