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one of those Things people never talk about, you know. the Pleasure of his Company.
Cory. hometime from rehearsal.
We took the 12 bus home which lets us off on the other side of Bathgate, on Montreal road nearer to his house. From the busstop, past his house, through the Cite Collegiale parking lot, all the way to the Matheson/Bathgate intersection where we always split, he described to me a screenplay he's been writing. It's a sort of bumbling criminals comedy, bang bang, some gore type of thing. He's nearly done the second draft and he's gonna email it to me.
And do you know what I found in him?
Enthusiasm.
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Cory. hometime from rehearsal.
We took the 12 bus home which lets us off on the other side of Bathgate, on Montreal road nearer to his house. From the busstop, past his house, through the Cite Collegiale parking lot, all the way to the Matheson/Bathgate intersection where we always split, he described to me a screenplay he's been writing. It's a sort of bumbling criminals comedy, bang bang, some gore type of thing. He's nearly done the second draft and he's gonna email it to me.
And do you know what I found in him?
Enthusiasm.
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