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Steven Berkoff
19883h
Book Oscar Wilde
In a moonlit palace of white faces and evening dress, the court of Herod moves as if under water. The tetrarch feasts, his guests creep through the shadows, and the prophet Iokanaan rages from his prison at the centre of it all. Salome, the princess Herod cannot stop watching, falls for the holy man who will not look at her, and Herod swears to give her whatever she asks if she will dance for him.
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