The Guy, alone.
THE GUY
I don’t understand.
I don’t.
I try.
I don’t.
I reason.
I don’t.
I distract myself.
I don’t.
This is.
I don’t understand.
He sits, trying to work out the unknowable thing.
The lights go out.
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