Chapter TWENTY-SIX

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Oliver As an actor by profession, I'd become adept at staging, knowing where to stand and toward what direction to speak. On the stage, the same space could morph into multiple settings. In the opening scene we could appear to be walking on a street in New York, the Empire State Building glowing in the background. That was all it took, one instantly recognizable element to transport the audience without a verbal cue. The universe where I was the warlord far outspent the budgets of Broadway. Our sets were both within the confines of the sound studios as well as throughout the world. Taking their cues from other successful enterprises, we shot scenes in castles in Scotland as well as remote beaches in the south of France. The script was key. A good script was more than words. It gave

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