I sat on the top deck of the airport bus, looking down upon the congested lanes of the freeway. We must have passed a thousand drivers.
The World in Miniature wasn’t abandoned, however, it was empty. Outdated exhibitions on unloved grounds. Our detour seemed destined to be a disappointment. Then we got to the basement of the pyramid, and that’s where we found all the human teeth.
This is the story of a Lego lighthouse keeper who loves his wife, and wanted to write the world's best Christmas Rap album.
It took me until the last week of the Fringe to convince Vanessa to join me in the mirror maze...
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