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BIRDIE: You felt soggy.
DUSTY: What?
BIRDIE: You felt soggy. Like what I imagined a snail would feel like.
DUSTY: Slimy.
BIRDIE: No. Soggy.
Harris Singer’s new one-act play, The Eleventh Goodbye offers an intimate theatrical collage of two people who go together like coffee and moisturizer. You read that correctly.
A complex, intimate, and funny examination of relationship: this play grapples with what it means to hold on when you shouldn’t.
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