The canceled show. Is there anything in Edinburgh more gooey in its humiliation? The hectic street promo, the excitement of what you’ve imminently to say, the rushing to make the venue, the … no one.

Quiet. Stillness.

The looks on the faces of the venue staff. The previous act on its way out. The exiting audience animatedly chatting about the previous show. The utter emptiness.

Of the space.

The wait for stragglers who never come. The line of people growing for the next show.

The unwitting day off.

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