This dream many years ago. I put one hand in one planter pot of a palm tree and my other hand in another and dig from each a gold(en) key. I dance away from them, happiest as I can imagine being, literally singing and dancing. This silly interlude here because I know both of these keys are screenplays and one is this one, presently called Boots. I suspect the other is Baseball Movie Love Story, which will become its own blog sooner or later, basics of which already realized.
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