The audience that used to just drink, now listens to monologues about boredom in cabs, crisis and the meaninglessness of love - all in a sauce of tired sarcasm and attempts to find themselves in chaos. It's about a god who forgot to prescribe the rules, about a movie that no one really understands, and about the eternal questions of "why to live" in an era of perpetual scarcity and rising prices. Sounds like stand-up for those who have already seen everything, but from this did not stop asking stupid questions about the meaning and neighbors in the subway.
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