In Bill Collage’s backyard is a pile of old movie posters. A half-dozen people are standing around, slipping posters from cardboard tubes, unfurling them, then laughing, sighing, moaning, occasionally calling out “Oh, my God!”
In Bill Collage’s backyard is a pile of old movie posters. A half-dozen people are standing around, slipping posters from cardboard tubes, unfurling them, then laughing, sighing, moaning, occasionally calling out “Oh, my God!”
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