Cinemas really are havens for people's memories. I know that a lot of mine belong in their warm darkness. It's a place of safety, of security, of complete self-nakedness.
Loved your Wait Until Dark memory, SC. I'll share mine later, one of which is very similar to that one, and others involving full sell-outs, too.
...dot com bold typeface rhetoric. You go clickety click and get your head split. 'The hell you look like on a message board Discussing whether or not the Brother is hardcore?
