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#31plays31days Y6 #31. Your Cruise Director

Your Cruise Director — A Short Play by Paul Hagen CANDY, your cruise director, is leading an excited group of new arrivals on a tour of her fabulous ocean liner, The Full Release. Its name is printed in oversize letters … Continue reading

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#31plays31days Y6 #30. Pop a Cork!

POP A CORK! – A Short Play by Paul Hagen   MAEVE, an Auntie Mame-like figure descends a fabulous staircase into a crowd of revelers.   MAEVE: Since life’s a banquet, better grab a fork, And snatch a bite from … Continue reading

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#31plays31days Y6 #29. Playing with the Clock

PLAYING WITH THE CLOCK – A Short Play by Paul Hagen   We are in a futuristic science lab built around a large, empty glowing platform. Suddenly, it emits a high-pitched whine and a blinding blast of light, and FUTURE … Continue reading

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#31plays31days Y6 #28. Taking Niagara

TAKING NIAGARA – A Short Play by Paul Hagen   SNAPPY is standing on The Maid of the Mist, the famous ferry that allows tourists to approach Niagara Falls. He is wearing a cheap blue poncho and has out his … Continue reading

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#31plays31days Y6 #27. The Lady Is Crying

THE LADY’S CRYING – A Short Play by Paul Hagen   FREEDOM enters, dressed in a shimmering array of stars and stripes. She is standing at the base of the statue of liberty.   FREEDOM: Somewhere beyond the harbor of … Continue reading

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#31plays31days Y6 #26. The Fowl Trick

THE FOWL TRICK – A Short Play By Paul Hagen   Lightning illuminates an abandoned railway car, in which sits CHARLIE — a middle-aged gentleman in a rain-splattered trench coat and fedora. Roused from quiet contemplation by a rolling thunder, … Continue reading

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#31plays31days Y6 #25. A Fart in Church

A FART IN CHURCH – A Short play by Paul Hagen   BEULA exits the doors of the church, fanning herself with the weekly bulletin.   BEULA: I wore my nicest hat, my nicest dress, my nicest gloves, And on … Continue reading

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