The parties of course. I love the parties.
The Fringe never fails to disappoint. The place is crammed with talented people. Many of them have guitars. Some of them are funny. Most of them are drunk. Everyone is out to have a good time. So, every year, there is some astonishing evening of joi de vivre: improvised blues singing; late night chat with a Canadian comedian; love triangles and heated arguments.
It’s all kicking off and it’s great.
Nightcap
15 years ago
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