Watching Films Off The Grid

Film: Boondocks Film Society

In the three or so years I’ve lived in Salisbury, I’ve made some amazing friends, none of whom happen to be under the age of 40. Generally, I’m okay with that. When I need a dose of millennial drama, I can pack a duffel on a Friday night and trek down to New York or Philly, where most of my 20-something friends live, spend the weekend analyzing our uncertain futures and eating too much lox (my squad knows how to rage), then return to my hermitage in the woods on Sunday, hungover and mostly grateful for the quiet life I lead. 

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