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#31plays31days Y7 15. Thrill You

  A Play by Paul Hagen   CRAY, LIL, TOMBOY, CUMIN, and GOLDY are THE GIRLS seated behind glass and dark dividers in peep show booths. PEEPER enters, wearing a hat, overcoat, shoes and socks.He shakes his pockets which jingle … Continue reading

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#31plays31day 14. Lobster Isn’t Red

  A Play by Paul Hagen   JAMIE is a genderqueer kid sitting in their bed, beneath a ceiling thick with glow-in-the-dark neon stars; actual moonlight is streaming in through a window. They are reading a large volume with interest. … Continue reading

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#31plays31days Y7 13. I Tip My Hat to You!

  A Play by Paul Hagen   JUAN CAMAL, a man in a top hat and vest with the air of an exceedingly corrupt circus barker sits in a spare, stone room in the 18th century. Offstage, a roaring fire … Continue reading

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#31plays31days Y7 12. The Song of Spark and Plug

  A Play by Paul Hagen We hear the sound of rain. SPARK and PLUG are robots being built on an assembly line that has been shut down for the night. PLUG is nearly complete – just missing a few … Continue reading

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#31plays31days Y7 11. Here’s to Girls’ Weekend!

  A Play by Paul Hagen   COURTNEE, ASHLEE, BRITNEE, and EVIEE are at an airport bar, already dressed in resort-wear even though everyone around them is bundled up for winter. They toast with drinks that are as fruity and … Continue reading

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#31plays31days Y7 10. Strawberry Jam

A Play by Paul Hagen It’s the turn of the century in the living room of a middle-class brothel. Scattered around the room on a variety of sofas, divans and loveseats sit BORED-LOOKING WHORES. A player piano begins to play … Continue reading

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#31plays31days Y7 9. Made Marian

A Play By Paul Hagen   A woman in a wedding dress runs into a forest clearing and throws herself at the foot of a tree. She grasps one of its gnarled roots in a desperate embrace.   MARIAN Oh, … Continue reading

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