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Red Light Winter, right down to the whore, is big on Tom Waits and the corresponding idea that a fucked-up life is a romantic one. Soaked through with sex and ennui, the play — a dark comedy by Adam Rapp running in the tiny Fishtank studio — revels in grimy bedrooms, unrequited love, and the fantasy of achieving transcendence with a call girl. It's funny, it's occasionally sexy, and it's written and performed with the knockabout verve of rock and roll.
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