“Is it ever going to end?” whispered the child to their elder.

  “Everything ends.” the elder said.

  “Why is it so long?”

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  “Because plays are longer than movies?”

  “But it’s been several days.”

  The elder nodded and looked around.

  “You’re right. Maybe we should leave.”

  “Ok, after this part.” said the child.