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A character called X

I was in a play once. I was cast as this character called X, but I’m not quite sure how I actually got the part. The costume was ill fitting from the beginning, but I didn’t realize there was a tailor that could have helped me customize it. So I went on stage trying to ignore the uncomfortable fitting and eventually I got used to it; I found ways to work around it. There was absolutely no direction to the play, I never got a finished script and I had to buy my own props. Also, come to think of it, I’m not sure, I think I’m still in it, improvising the hell out of the stage each performance.