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Eat The Rich (but maybe not me mates x) arrives at a moment when the Edinburgh solo show rarely exists as a closed system. Increasingly, these works are built with a second life in view, shaped not only for the festival circuit but for eventual migration to television. In a post Fleabag, post Baby Reindeer landscape, the journey from one‑person show to screen adaptation has become a familiar pathway rather than an anomaly. This is the ecosystem into which Eat The Rich (but maybe not me mates x) steps, knowingly and with confidence, even as it remains rooted in the immediacy of live performance. Written and performed by Jade Franks, the show understands the appeal of that model. It offers humour, a compelling central presence and a premise that can be grasped instantly. A working‑class Liverpudlian navigating the social codes of Cambridge University is a clean, high‑contrast idea, and Franks wastes little time putting it to work. The movement from a Liverpool call centre to the rituals…

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