AT RISE:
An ESKIMO buys a bag of ice.
ESKIMO:
See, the part you can't get from the modern desire of stagecraft to impart less of a establishment of a specific world location than an emotional state with scenery and a general sort of mise en scene means that this seems like an odd character choice for me. In reality I live in Southern California, and wear this heavy parka not as protection from the frigis north, but rather to hide my nudity before I flash elderly women.
He smiles and walks off with the ice.
BLACKOUT. END PLAY.
14 years ago

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