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I asked for a refund. The theater manager didn’t argue. They were screening The Room in the big theater. It was sold out.

The tiny screen, the inferior sound system. I wonder if I would’ve liked the film as much if I’d originally seen it like this.

Went back to see Ann Lee a second time. First time I’ve done that since Mulholland Drive. Unfortunately it did not work out. They had moved it from the giant film palace room to one of the tiny theaterettes downstairs.

I deleted TikTok. Another beloved addiction gone by the wayside.

One of the regulars at my windowsill café for birds.

Ate dinner in this place, which has been there forever but I’ve never gone in. Borscht & pierogi. The highlight was a table of older east village artist types, writers & poets, musicians probably. It gave me a sense of continuity; connection to the neighborhood as it used to be. Kind of needed that.

And ugh, the trailer for the Odyssey. Terrified to see what a hash they make of it.

I liked it very much

In 70mm no less. Which is 66 more mm than there are people in the theater.

The testament of Ann Lee, supposed to start at 9:35, I think they forgot

They walk away together and life along the sidewalk returns to normal

The security guards leave as a group, talking and laughing amongst themselves. Another parks employee arrives with a broom and dust pan and he and the other parks employee sweep some wet trash off the sidewalk and return it to the trash receptacle.

They look annoyed as they realize what happened but decide against confronting the parks employee and continue on their way. A fire truck arrives with its lights flashing. Before anyone gets out of the truck, the parks employee explains with a few words and gestures that they are not needed. The fire truck continues on its way.

The parks employee removes the plastic inner receptacle from the metal can that contains it. He lifts it high to clear the metal can then lets it fall hard on the sidewalk. This causes water to splash high in the air and land on some passers by. They stop, startled, and look around to determine the source of the water.

A cargo van stops in front of this scene. It has been pushing an orange traffic cone lodged under its front fender. Although the van is obstructing traffic, the driver remains in the driver seat checking his phone before he gets out to remove the cone.

Several other uniformed guards stand around. A parks employee (different uniform) arrives with a large watering can. He empties the contents into the same trash receptacle.

A uniformed security guard emerges from le pain quotidien with a plastic pitcher of water. Walks across the street and pours the water into a trash can

my new place, the blue jays stop by my kitchen window because i carelessly leave peanuts on the ledge.