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Thu, Oct 12


31 HORROR STORIES -- "The Late Shift" (1980)

@ 12:00 PM

"Thank you." "You're welcome." "I'm sorry."

Dennis Etchison comes home late a lot -- or he used to. Like me, he must've stopped at a lot of all-night food marts. A bag of pretzels and a Yoo Hoo after you fill up your gas tank. You give your money to the dead-eyed cashier.

"Thank you."

They seem like zombies, don't they?



 
 
   
   
   
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