The Camera and the Audience

Grateful that Tom Beller wanted this essay about self-enchantment, bad sex, and not making it as a young actress in NYC, for his estimable site Mr. Beller's Neighborhood. A clip:

"After work, I go to a Ukrainian bar in the East Village, where the drinks are served in small water glasses by an unsmiling Ukrainian bartender who looks as though he might enjoy smashing in the faces of his new scrawny art school customers."

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