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solo-sundaysHoly cleavage! One of these photos is not like the rest. Can you guess which one?

This sounds like it’s pretty fucking cool. I’m gonna do some copying and pasting because, well, that’s what I’m gonna do. Plus they describe what they do better than I could. You can find out more info about the individual performances and buy tickets here. Otherwise read all about it and enter to win below:

ABOUT SOLO SUNDAYS

San Francisco is justifiably celebrated as the nation’s solo performance capital. A steady stream (or more recently, a surging river) of audacious writer/performers, highly-skilled teachers, award-winning directors, and adventurous producers have joined together to create provocative, passionate solo theater that consistently attracts an audience as eager to be challenged as they are to be entertained. Stage Werx and the Solo Performance Workshop (one of the Bay Area’s premier incubators for new one person shows) have joined together to present the very best of these solo performers in a monthly series called Solo Sundays which celebrated its first anniversary this past June. It has already established a reputation as a showcase for first rate entertainment.

This Month’s Theme:

When Dreams Come True?

Its supposed to feel good. Instead it feels so, um, odd.

featuring:

Echo Brown
Black Virgins are not for Hipsters

Julia Jackson
Children are Forever

Bruce Pachtman
I feel a little like Neal Armstrong

Jill Vice
The Tipped and Tipsy

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