Foiled again: The horror of finding what was never meant to be found
My column is due in less than 24 hours and I've spent eight of the last 12 looking for several DVDs I rented and need to be returned. I haven't found any of them.
It started as an act of teenage rebellion, which, in retrospect, was pretty weak to begin with. One night, I ran to the Central Market movie rental and picked out three of the most gruesome, carnal, senselessly horrific movies I could find. I intended to watch them on my laptop in the shadowy recesses of my bedroom.
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