Squonk. Squonk. Squonk. The walk to school from my house was five blocks long, and my crepe-soled shoes squeaked more slowly with each passing street. Squonk. Squonk. Stop. Squonk. Stop again. Root around in my bookbag. Maybe I forgot something. Maybe I should go home. When I was in the third grade, I developed a duodenal …
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The Art of Communications
Movie & TV stuff by Mel Neuhaus
Chronicling an ever-changing city through faded and forgotten artifacts
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"Going to the fortune teller's was just as good as going to the opera, and the cost scarcely a trifle more - ergo, I will disguise myself and go again, one of these days, when other amusements fail." - Mark Twain, Letter to Orion Clemens, February 6, 1861
All things film-related.
Fresh takes on retro pop culture
über Film und Kinos in Leipzig
Old Movies are best
Film noir off the beaten path
Random, Rambling, Ruminations . . .
Thoughts from my perfectly-wrecked brain
Fighting for my right to party
Wear what you love, not what they say you should like.
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