Saturday, May 30, 2009
Scandal
Back in the eighties, whenever my aunt’s movie (ware)house (they used their copra bodega for Betamax showing) showed bold movies, the owners would announce it would be exclusive screening and then send all the children out. Not once did I ever peek into any of these shows. One time, before we were sent out, their neighbors and friends were excited after they were told they would watch Kiri. But before I and kids my age were ushered out and the door was finally shut and bolted, I already saw something.
I hardly made out anything from it, though. I thought I hardly saw anything at all.
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