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Sammy and Clyde are on their first date. It’s cute. It’s awkward.

It’s bad jokes, forced laughter. It’s sweaty hands, it’s ‘who’s going to pay for this pint then’. It’s ‘I really want to kiss her’ it’s ‘I hope he doesn’t try to kiss me’. 

It’s excruciating. 

It’s a first date. 

... Right?

As Sammy and Clyde get to know each other, again, and again, and again, reality begins to fragment around them, as ‘Reality’ takes its place. Missed jokes become hilarious one-liners, awkward silences become witty repartee. The pub becomes the studio. The waiter becomes the producer. The customers become an audience. Everything becomes a camera. And Sammy and Clyde? They become disposable. In a world where dating has become increasingly defined by social media, dating apps, and love island, ‘My Type on Paper’ poses the question- what does ‘love’ mean today?

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