Watching Dugong and Poetry at Film Victoria.
March 15th, 2007 at 9:59pm |
The room was noisy and a chicken coup. People mingled, glasses in hand, smiley, interested heads bobbing. My husband Chris and I hugged our chairs in a quiet, rather solitary space outside of the hub-bub. A waitress came around with canapes. It sounds like canned apes, but no, in fact […]
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