"Western wind when wilt thou blow
The small rain down can rain
Christ if my love were in my arms
And I in my bed again."
Anon (early 16th Century)
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In Girl Ray's blog, we follow the story of The Chorus Girl, a struggling actress who longs for significance and meaning in a seemingly indifferent city. (Certain names have been changed to protect the guilty.)
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