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</head><body><p class=""><img src="cid:50cbba5d5a9a465587bd83a83d5c1155@Open-Xchange" style="max-width: 100%;" class="aspect-ratio" alt=""><br></p><p class=""><strong>Spontaneous Noir at The Mopco Improv Theatre!</strong></p><p class="">10 North Jay Street, Schenectady</p><p class="">Thursday, June 27, 7:30 PM - 9:30 PM</p><p class="">$5</p><p class="">Tickets: <a href="http://www.mopco.org">www.mopco.org</a></p><p class="">Just a few days ago we were a typical improv company in a typical city, going about our typical business typically. Then….NOIR walked in. Ever since the moment we first laid eyes on NOIR, nothing’s been the same. </p><p class="">Look at us! We feel like a string of pearls wrapped around the sprocket of a ten-speed bike, speeding down a steep hill towards a bottomless pit full of——OOF! </p><p class="">Sorry, we got hit over the head with a gun. Seems like someone around here doesn’t want us getting any closer to you. We’re fine now though--little thing like a hematoma won’t stop us! That bottomless pit may be bottomless, but we're gonna get to the bottom of it! <br><br>Admission is just five clams. you know, bucks. simoleons. Half a sawbuck. Fine. Five dollars. American.</p><p class="">What’s so funny? </p></body></html>