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“I fell out of our sad tree. My leg really hurts.”

Technically, it is ideal; Wilson Chin’s set, striking in itself, also hints at the historical connections with its grimy streetlamp standing in for Beckett’s sad tree and its slice of sidewalk surrounded by a desert of sand.

What alternative do they have, in this tragedy tied up in the ridiculous, other than to go find that rope they keep threatening to retrieve, to hang themselves from that one sad tree, itself barely eking out an existence?

The sad tree under which he sat had suffered from the lack of rains.

"I've spent every Christmas without a Christmas tree ... since some while, I'm like Charlie Brown's Christmas - the sad tree, the Grinch," he said.