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It's time to go to men's group. In men's group we sit in a circle and talk about our feelings. This is important. Your feelings are important. It's a wonderful place, men's group. You may cry. You may say all your secret feelings about women. You will be taught what it is to be a real man.

Five men go to men's group to be taught how to be a proper man—by a woman. Fortunately, gender isn't real.

It's the staircase in the woods again. You know the one. Mysterious, abandoned, the one everyone says you shouldn't climb. Well—maybe if you did, everything would be different. Maybe you would become something else entirely. Something you've always feared you secretly already were.

A romantic tragedy about goats and the economy. On a production line, which is also the entire world, a woman and a goat meet and fall in love, despite the blood. Despite the knives. In the distant past, and the far future, choruses of pirates and goats convene to discuss important questions about their societies: Is this the best economy we could invent? Who invented it? Who must die to keep the economy running, and how can we make those deaths as invisible and exciting as possible?

A catalog of all the possible phone calls that exist. A play that is not about Amazon, not about Jeff Bezos and certainly not about Elon Musk.

Norihiro wants to leave his body. He's tired of his office job and his wife and secretly fucking his lover Takuma in a children's tent. He's in luck: there's someone willing to take his body over, to become him. So he goes.