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Dime Movies at the Shady Theater

He sat, right leg flung over the left, in the back row of the dark dimly lit theater. Moans and grunts filtered through the darkness from crackly speakers, the haze ofcigarette smoke and bleary eyes. The cherryburned red hot as his intake of breath drew the warm smoke into thick lungs, the charred smell tasted like pain; the exhale clouded his vision of oiled skin and tangled hair on the screen and the top of a head bobbing up and down two rows up and to his right. His jeans and button down shirt were patched with sweat as the humid air swirled to mix with the smoke and musk. The cigarette dropped to the floor as he reached back to scratch, pulling a white feather from its place amongst the scars from clipped wings.