Seven Yeses
The first yes felt like nothing at all. Jack Mercer was thirty-four years old and had spent the previous six months living in a one-bedroom apartment on Fountain Avenue where the water heater made a noise like a wounded animal every time the upstairs neighbor took a shower. He had written one film that mattered, a small black-and-white picture called "The Ditch" that had played at Sundance in...
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