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Comedy. Duration 1 hour.
ACTORS
Lydia is a saleswoman from a stall (about 55 years old).
Lidochka – she was in her youth (about 20 years old).
The 1st buyer is a cameo role.
The 2nd buyer is a cameo role.
The 3rd buyer is a cameo role.
The 4th buyer is a cameo role.
The old beggar woman is an episodic role.
Valery is a young guy (about 25 years old).
Arkady is a random passerby (about 20 years old).
Arkady (a bystander) is a man (about 55 years old).
Savely is a daddy. About 50 years old.
Stanislav is a boyfriend.
The roles of buyers are supposed to be combined with the acting male roles with the help of wigs, changing voices, clothes and the behavior of actors. The role of an old beggar woman is supposed to be combined with the role of Lydia in age. Thus, this play is designed for 6-12 people.
Winter street stall. A street stall in the snow. There is also snow next to the stall.
The sound of a blizzard, wind is heard. In addition to these sounds, there is also a lyrical philosophical musical composition.
Lydia (a woman of about fifty-five), wrapped in a shawl, in a thick winter sweatshirt, from under which a sweater is visible, in thick trousers, in felt boots, runs out of this stall, fuss with a brush, sweeps the windows from the snow, kicks a little snow at the kiosk window so that people don't trample. He groans, as it should be done in the cold, shivers, twitches his shoulders and fussily hurriedly runs back to his stall.
Here the first customer minces to the kiosk. He covers himself with the collar of a sheepskin coat from the wind, bends and turns away from the streams of cold air. We can't see his face.
He approaches the kiosk, promptly inspects the showcase, knocks on the window of the stall. Lydia opens the window.
The music stops, but it doesn't end. The wind noises continue.
The 1st buyer (in a hoarse voice breaking from the cold, loudly so that it could be heard through the wind blowing away the replicas). Hello there! Give Parliament a couple of packs, Dirol blue and a Context pack.
Lydia is moving something there, putting something in her stall.
The buyer takes out his wallet from his inner pocket, counts the money, looks again into the window, in which something already appears from his order.
The 1st buyer (in a hoarse voice breaking from the cold, loudly so that it could be heard through the wind blowing away the replicas). Yeah. How much?
Lydia shows the amount on the calculator to the client.
The 1st buyer (in a hoarse voice breaking from the cold, loudly so that it could be heard through the wind blowing away the replicas). I see, I understand, now.
He gives the money to the saleswoman, accepts the change and the goods, and leaves.
Lydia closes the window.
The music is growing in sound again.
A few seconds later, the second buyer comes. This is already some kind of drunkard. Dressed like a bum. The hat is askew, the scarf is some kind of old, scary, shabby covers half of his face. We don't see what kind of person he is. He staggers from what he has already managed to use, goes and tries to count some crumpled bills, some pennies on the move. His money is falling, not all, partially. He tries to find them, raise them, count them again. And now he is already at the window of the stall.
