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Two strangers meet on a bridge. Both of them are lying. A series of four radio plays about an amateur jazz quartet in the West Highlands.
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A radio play by Donna Franceschild. Drawing by Avoir Banane. Please feel free to comment. Subscribe to Posts Atom. Saleh and Jacek are down on their luck, but when a ticket blows into Jaceks jacket Saleh is convinced their fortunes are about to change. Saleh - Nitzan Sharon. Jacek - John Kazek. Mrs GreenWoman - Meg Fraser. Directed by Kirsty Williams. Return to Main Page. Simple template. Template images by ideabug.CONTENT
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