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The Flickering Hustle: Confessions of a Theater Impresario
I didn’t always live like this—counting crumpled twenties, watching phantom faces flash across empty velvet rows, and praying to the flickering gods of Hollywood. There was a time when movies meant something, when the smell of stale popcorn mixed with nicotine and sweat, and the rattling reel of film was as sacred as mass. But…