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cinema 5, seat k10

from my bed to a seat in the "state-of-the-art", posh cinema,
it's 2-5 minutes depending on the elevators.
no need to walk out to the streets even,
thanks to secret hallways and VingCard doors (no doubt
for prissy expats who prefer pristine airconditioning).

so thursday night, i accomplished one of my objectives here,
and the one thing i thought i could never do alone -
watch a movie.

Memoirs of a Geisha, like the book, was tepid,
but the whole experience -
quietly reclining into a bucket seat that somehow
manages to adjust in just the right way;
having a whole cinema to yourself, as if it were
your own private screening;
walking through a few doors to get home, like you
were just heading back from the living room -
all that was not bad at all.


XX. INT. apartment. NIGHT

KALADKARIN opens the door to her apartment and slips in.
There's a satisfied look on her face, as if she were
saying to herself: "Well, that was nice. i could do that again."