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“When your name is Antigone, there is only one part you can play.”

The city of Thebes is reeling from civil war, and Antigone stands alone in resistance. She is determined to bury her brother against the decree of her uncle, King Creon. Fear of the mob rises in the summer heat, the smell of Polynices’ rotting corpse hangs in the air, and Creon is faced with signing his own niece’s death warrant.

“We will carry the scar of her death for centuries”

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