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The play began not with actors but with the stage itself waking up. Backdrops unfurled like long-forgotten maps. A wooden boat descended from a hidden pulley, rocking as if on waves that only the audience could hear. A voice—many voices stitched into one—spoke of a place called Kutsujoku, a village that existed between breaths.