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The chameleon was a one-time thing. Probably. My name is Alaina Johns. I'm a freelance writer and editor based in Philadelphia, PA.  

 

 

Disability and the Philly Fringe Festival: On the Fringe's fringe

Disability and the Philly Fringe Festival: On the Fringe's fringe

Published October 2, 2018 in Broad Street Review.

At a Fringe show in Kensington, I arrived in the garden about 15 minutes before showtime and glanced at the seating area, where it looked like a group of people on their feet were gathering. More people than chairs.

“The chairs are over there,” she gestured. “You can have a seat.” And she turned to the people in line behind me.

But it looked like the company had sold more tickets than they had seats at the outdoor venue, and during the performance the audience moved three separate times, staying on their feet to watch the actors.

I emailed one of the founding artists before attending. He said I could stay seated throughout the performance if needed — without mentioning that there might not be enough seats and that if I stayed in one, I would miss at least half the show. Read more.

Father and son develop program for first responders to learn how to help people on the autism spectrum

Father and son develop program for first responders to learn how to help people on the autism spectrum