“THE REAL WORLD” THIRD ACT
Manny is laying in Central Park asleep,
An epiphany. That dream... A Prostitute.
Bodies falling down forever?
I must be going crazy...
Was it about my family? It felt so... Real...
He stands up and starts to walk into the park.
He pulls an umbrella out of his bag,
Sits on a bench, starts to write.
Christina, (#1) a girl in her late 20’s sits next to him. She is also holding an umbrella... and she is dressed in very comfy clothes, she looks like a college student.
She is chewing gum, She looks like if she was waiting for someone.
Manny is so caught up in his writing, he does not realize she is there. She starts to hum the tango we heard at the beginning of the play.
Manny doesn’t listen to it, he is lost in his writing. She looks up, looks at the street, goes to her phone...Looks again.
CRISTINA: And here I am!
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