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When I was 16 worked as an usher/counter assistant for a cinema it wasent to bad, I was just shit scared of the projectionist as he was gay, he used to allways come over and talk and say shit like you should come up and have a look at the projection room, anyway the popcorn was good so that made up for it...I lasted about a month then worked with my dad on building sites..that was a fucking disaster to because he would get pissed off at something and start taking it out on me.
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