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The costumes are all wrong. They have to be discarded. We have to start out naked again and go from there.
– Wallace Shawn
It is a dangerous thing to play the role of oneself, a small proposition within a broad constellation of identities that exist within. Enter a character caught within the tedious confines of the corporate confederacy, wanting to perform a different freedom. A puritanical, prize-fighting, gold-toothed employee gone gonzo.
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