The pic here is a good example of what my perspective has been all week. It’s the ‘poker tournament’ and that means shot after shot of disqualification rounds of bit part characters with no dialogue in a room constantly being pumped full of ‘safe’ but irritating fx smoke. On the upside, we are shielded from the wind and, actually, it can get pretty warm up on my post on the balcony, due to the several thousand watt lights around. Somehow I make it through another day without knocking something over or getting the pole tangled in the morass of wire and rope suspended from the ceiling.
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