A Series of Unfortunate Events

“Twilight screening?”
“Yes, midday.”
“Oh.”
The exchange which explained why we couldn’t see any screaming teenagers yet. An hour early. Sinéad must learn to read emails.
I recently claimed that I would never self-hate enough to take myself to a Twilight screening, feeling that I could never really take to a story about a very old vampire having a [...]

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