In an age of insecurity, few have a more tenuous hold on employment than the freelance newspaper writer. Few still have bigger egos. In Fishwrap, comedy and anger, defiance and lonely bewilderment are woven together in a monologue that continually bursts beyond the confines of a single character. A writer and his voices mourn the loss of what seems to be everything.
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