Nom*d was the wickedest, most macarbe and dramatic show I have ever seen. The bleached zombies wandered mindlessly onto an eerie set of crashed cars, white sheets and flickering candles and found themselves lost in a world of nothingness. Perched around a table a few had dinner cackling and erupting in bouts of violence and madness. Girls sad sadly on a white bed, staring blankly into space, a hangman covered in saftey pins tinkered crepily on a piano. A couple made out passionately followed by rowdiness and harrowed cries. A brilliant piece of theatre.
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