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Alone on a stage talking to strangers = a monologue. Alone in a city talking to strangers = mental. Stories of North and South, isolation and belonging, Wetherspoons and faithful friends. Joe works in JD Sports and cares for his Nan. Joe doesn't have a job, and lives in a flat bought by his parents. Joe drinks in Wetherspoons. When piss starts flying, Joe discovers he's not as different as he thinks. Boy is tip top. He loves his Boy - He's lucky, lucky, lucky. He used to be a working man. He used to be hands on. He used to get things done. But now he watches. At night. Alone. And all he can see is everything he lost.| 23 Oct 12 to 28 Oct 12 | The Last Refuge Outer London, Greater London Performance Details => Venue archive |
