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April 29, 2009

Sometimes New York seems like a small town, as the saying goes. But it seems to have shrunk to the size of a venti latte — no, make that a tall latte — in “The Singing Forest,” a play by Craig Lucas that opened on Tuesday night at the Public Theater. This ambitious but muddled comedy-drama asks us to believe that three generations of an angst-ridden family, some of whom have not spoken to each other in decades, happen to frequent the same Starbucks.

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