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Satellite Jimmy: A Performance of Memories
For reasons I didn't fully understand Thursday night, I kept thinking about The Village.
Which is a strange thing to think about while listening to Puddle of Mudd in downtown Aiken.
When The Village came out in 2004, I hated it. Not because it was a bad movie. I was mad because I thought I was getting a horror movie. The trailers promised monsters in the woods. Creepy creatures. A village trapped by fear. Instead, I got something entirely different.
We'll come back to that.
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Moose Nicholson
1 day ago10 min read
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