Mr. Cellophane

In a location adjacent to a place in a city of some significance, what comes out of my head is plastered on the walls of this blog.

Wednesday, January 21, 2015

During a particularly dead period on my shift, I found myself thinking of the torture scene in Kiss Kiss Bang Bang. (My mind goes to weird places. So what?)

It also reminded me that, as of this fall, Kiss Kiss Bang Bang will be ten years old. I wrote about seeing it at the time, but even linking to a long ago post doesn't do justice to what I had then. In that plaza was a movie theater, a record store and a Quiznos, all within spitting distance of each other. You just can't buy memories like that anymore.



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