Read this wonderful Moon recap here. Best part:
Loose script transitions, a lumpy last act, had me at the exit soon after the end, to which I didn’t much know or learn anything new about human nature or our place in the cosmos. Unable to place a finger, I loped out into Tuesday night, waiting for late trains, standing on an empty platform, and then truly I knew what must be known to those who’ve walked on the Moon – humans, in our essence, struggle endless on the big Q – Am I alone, are we?, and who’s that pretty (girl) over there lookin’ at me?
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Could you explain to the uninitiated what this post is about? Going to the linked Website didn’t help and only increased confusion. You changed "pretty boy" to "pretty girl." What was the author’s intent? Does this relate to Asheville in some way?