How can we know more about a comet in outer space than we do a woman’s body? So queries Lucy Kirkwood’s superb new history play – a feminist courtroom drama that’s equal parts Twelve Angry Men, The Crucible and The Vagina Monologues, plus a dash of searing, up-to-the-minute political and social commentary.
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