Goodbye from the Enquirer
The second annual Cincinnati Fringe Festival wrapped up Sunday night after 120-odd (some odder than others) performances at five venues over 12 evenings and an occasional afternoon.
There were hits - and misses. Hey, it's Fringe.
The festival did what it was meant to do. It gave experimenting artists a place to work; it gave the public a taste of what's happening beyond the mainstream, good and bad.
It was an invitation to try out unfamiliar performing spaces. Now that you know where to park, please come back year-round.
And it generated an elixir that can be in short supply in Cincinnati - buzz....Fringe staff, friends, artists and volunteers were partying late Sunday night at Milton's, the Prospect Hill watering hole where the idea of the festival was birthed a couple of years ago.
Long before the rounds of thank-yous and congratulations, Fringe executive producer Jason Bruffy and company had made up their minds to do year three. "We'll be back in 2006," Bruffy promises.

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