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March 31, 2003

The whole thing is — let’s face it — too silly for words. So readers should be advised that any descriptions that follow will be to some degree inadequate in capturing the full ecstatic idiocy of ”The Play What I Wrote,” the very British import of a comedy revue, which opened last night at the Lyceum Theater.

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