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…That balcony was the place to be if you were on a date and didnt care what the movie was.
But yeah, they’re tearing it down. A single-screen art house theater just couldn’t compete with all the big metroplexes these days, especially after Milton passed on. That really cut the heart out of the place. Damn shame. Wonder whats going to become of old Zed. What’s that?
You don’t remember who Zed was?"
I want to be a thing of horror. I don’t want to be pretty or nice and I don’t want to blend in.
I want Daily Mail readers to tut as I pass by; I want old ladies to shrink back from me in the street. I don’t want to avoid alleyways or deserted parks – I want to be the thing in the dark that everyone else is afraid of."
This is how it happens. First it’s an experiment, then it’s a novelty. Then it’s habit. It’s just what you do.
We sit and eat and talk and the chicken is tender and aromatic and tasty, tangy with salt and rosemary. Until a few years ago I had never tasted rosemary, which seems surreal to think of it now."