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What I liked
The show started on time, which meant that because I was late, I was able to miss some of it.
What I didn't like
I just don’t understand a world where Fringe audiences will pack the house and laugh uproariously for a show like “Revenge of the Rootbeer,” while my three-hour one-man show, “Boy, Those Were the Days! Growing Up in Ohio” fails to sell even a single ticket.
My overall impression
On a cosmic timeline, we flutter into and out of existence in the briefest of a moment, and I spent one hour of that existence at a sequel to “Night of the Rootbeer.”
