When the show was over I didn't know what to do with all the props. There had been the thing with Tony and the car. And that got settled. But those costumes. The hats and breastplates and spears. For some reason I didn't tell people to take them home and they probably just assumed I wanted them, but my apartment is small. We just put them out on 9th St. where the city collects the trash and homeless people picked them up and put them on and for weeks I got reports of men standing on St. Mark's Place with a Roman spear asking for change, or a man sleeping in a doorway with his breastplate on, his hat lying next to him. The uniforms changed bodies all the way to river and back until they were gone.