Shakespeare’s ‘Twelfth Night’ Taught Me About Being a Twin
For me and my twin, the surprise was not our matching tumors, but that hers was malignant and mine was benign.
Twelfth Night
Twelfth Night
Those are my breasts
Twelfth Night
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Twelfth Night
Twelfth Night
Twelfth Night
Twelfth Night
I had a sister,
Whom the blind waves and surges have devour’d.
Of charity, what kin are you to me?
What countryman? what name? what parentage?
The Comedy of Errors
Lindsey Trout Hughes is a freelance copywriter and theater maker in New York City. You can find her on Twitter.
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