I have a talented friend, no doubt, and the Linton brothers put on an impressive show last night. That was cool.
But after that.
Everything is repetition. The conversation, the (lack of) choices, the actions, the questions. Seen it, done it, heard it. I can save you the time it takes to act it all out again and tell you what's going to happen. This town is a kitchen sink of broken ambitions and dreams long gone.
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