"So as I slot my feet between rafters and prepare to bring a monologue to a sudden, violent end, I tell myself that I would not, nor could not, have possibly chosen this."

A mix for the playwright Mimic, a man tinged with magic, bright ideas, and alcoholism. Most of the songs are fantasy/instrumental, but there are a few that pertain to Mimic's personality, personal philosophies, and way with words.

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