The Invisible Performance: When ‘Fine’ is a Scream for Better Tools
The Invisible Performance: When ‘Fine’ is a Scream for Better Tools The reverse gear screamed, a quiet, metallic whine that only I could hear above the din of the fluorescent-lit 7-Eleven. My right arm, already fatigued from the morning, was locked, holding the heavy glass door open, propped just so, to create a narrow, torturous…