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The theatre, among its many layers, also houses (or housed, more accurately) a small bowling alley. It’s since been turned into a storage space, and I spent most of the summer of 2011 cleaning it out. The stuff I found all pretty much ended up in the long hall where Brynna first finds the door: an old radio, picket fence, etc. She did not find an old hot-dog maker. I found an old hot-dog maker. It’s mine now, and always will be.

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