What’s the best and worst airport you’ve been to?
An empty airport at the end of the world. No flights. No passengers. Just fog pressing against the glass and two strangers who did not choose each other. She has been to forty-three countries. He has mopped the floors of every terminal he has known. One casual question about the best and worst airport splits the room along a seam neither saw coming. Set in Argentine Patagonia during the long silence of 2020, this is a play about who flies and who is invisible, about looking up and looking down, and about the stubborn kindness of a three-week-old tea bag.
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