(CARRIE, MIRANDA, CHARLOTTE, and SAMANTHA sit around a brunch table in a smoldering crater after the Apocalypse. They sip mimosa glasses filled with scarab beetles and blood. SAMANTHA is on fire.)
CARRIE: Ladies, have you ever noticed how hard it is to find a good man in this post-Apocalyptic…
There’s…something on the wing
Glasvegas London Forum
Bernard
Charlatans Clapham
1, 2, 3, 4 festival Shoreditch
