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Thursday, January 24, 2008



I think it was your cherry pies.

Or maybe it was so much genius in one film. Nabokov, Kubrick, Winters, Sellers, oh yes Lyon, and uh, yeah . . . James Mason.

You know, in real life, James Mason was kind to cats. But to me, he is ever the cad. "What is it to me," the captain said, "that he has a withered arm?"

Waa laa.

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