counter and removing coconut oil from the reflections of overpriced candy bars.

ter Space", and "Night of the Ghouls" ran on the second, smaller screen on Friday, Saturday, and Sunday, two bucks a head. Carloads of costumed goons from Madison assaulted the theater in droves, throwing popcorn at the screen whenever they

ay, Saturday, and Sunday... The soundproofing between theater two and the lobby was nonexistent. Thankfully, he only had to watch them once, when he filled in for the Manager's weasel-feature

profit margin by manning the concession stand himself. The last two employees in Tom's position had been let go for no given reason... it seemed only a

the Manager exclaime

9 Film Society,'" Tom replied.

stairs. And once you're done with that whatever els

ttered, almost inaudibly. "Wha

clap, as he always did to change the subject. "By the way,

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tare at Tom and quoted the followin

act, of "Bride of the Monster". Woodian dialog had become

nd threading 'Plan 9', and I

with a host of kitschy sale items from Osco. Good intentions, perhaps, but the room was only big enough for two people to begin with, and a hypothetical third could only find space through acts of physical intimacy which would

several permutations until he finally received the coherent messa

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