I was alone fending for myself in a town where a total of six
people knew my name. Four were bartenders. The other two worked at the movie theater
in town. No good Oscar winners at that place-only foreign and half priced silent films from the forties. My mother came to visit and asked what I did for fun.
I took her over to Harvey’s for a shot of Crowne Maple and to a screening of The Great Dictator.
She laughed until she peed. I never understood what was so funny.
The seat hit the back cushion as I left the already empty theater halfway through the movie, flicking my lighter as mom came out. Why are we leaving early? met a shrug and tossed keys
as rain started to pour.
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