a friend has thrown away a bag full of items I'd stored at his apartment.
Lost was, I believe, the digital voice recorder showing the development of "Me and Hitler", which I was not able to workshop in front of an audience.
I talked ideas into the voice recorder only twice, then, opening night -- which was recorded on the device -- was a disaster.
Night two was spectacular and most of that performance, I think, was also on the recorder.
The third night earned the show its first 4-star review.
Ironically, the same guy who threw the stuff away probably still has the only remaining recording of the show, a video of its last night in Edinburgh, which was -- unusual for the run but good for symmetry -- quite bad.
And is now the only direct evidence through which history, should it ever be interested, will remember "Me and Hitler".
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