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The show is about "office workers living the rat race at a prestigious downtown law firm. Confined in their jobs, escape is all they think about only to be grounded again and again by their superiors. It isn't until two employees, the ones you'd never expect, decide to break from the norm and inspire everyone to let loose, dance, and live out their dreams." Dreams of dance, presumably!

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Last night at the beautiful Winter Garden Theatre, the winners of the 28th Annual Dora Awards were announced in a ceremony hosted by the hilarious Rick Miller (of MacHomer and Bigger Than Jesus fame). The Doras are basically Canada's version of the Tonies, except you can't watch them on TV and see Molly Ringwald and John Stamos jazz-hand their way through a radical new interpretation of Hello, Dolly! As one might expect, the whole affair is generally more sedate and even less people care about the results. But we do! It's also somewhat validating to see shows that Toronto reviewed positively get the respect they deserve (and occasionally shocking to see the same respect lavished on things we thought were crap). Now, there were a lot of awards being handed out last night, so let's be a jerk and ignore the hard work of all the behind-the-scenes people and focus on the flashier trophies.

Ever wanted to know what goes on in the kitchens at the Royal York Hotel? Or see if the interior of the Gooderham Flatiron Building is as cool as its exterior? Or finally know what’s in that loft above the Pure Spirits building at the Distillery District?

Sprockets begins this weekend! Yay! Despite not being aimed at us, Sprockets is one of our favourite film festivals in town for what it represents, which is getting kids out to see, discuss and think about world cinema. It’s pretty important if you have kids to make sure they don’t grow up into adults who say “if I wanted to read, I’d get a book” when faced with a subtitled film.

The atmosphere outside of the (Elgin and) Winter Garden Theatre last night was similar -- not quite the same, but similar -- to that of a rock concert. Various people stood in the cold, holding signs that said "Need One Ticket, PLEASE," while the large crowd jostled around three or four groups handing out flyers and pimping petitions. "Mary," yelled one woman, excitedly. "There's a petition to ban Styrofoam!"

Theatre people often get a bum deal. Humiliating auditions, selling the car for acting classes or singing lessons or to fund a play, producing blood, sweat and tear-filled work and for what? To end up emotionally drained, penniless and with nothing but a collection of tap shoes and wigs to keep them warm at night? So is life on the stage. And, damn it, they deserve recognition for it.

We owe it to Ms. Henry to see another one of her plays, and to stay violently awake throughout. And since Torontoist likes the plays of Morris Panych as well, we're going to see Vigil. It's a dark comedy about a nephew who keeps his aunt company as he awaits her kick off. Running until until Nov. 13th at CanStage.