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Netflix and Kill

Let’s tell stories. Can we haunt each other? We can put a new twist on an old script; Tale of a call center with a raw deal plagued with disrespect they ask why bother? Mild manners over time have become miffed being asked to let it roll off is unreal; There’s only one fix when people are dicks; Murder always ends with them in a crypt; Plot point has been stolen from the next reel Blood rampage becomes a doc called ‘Netflix And Kill.’

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Joe Dimino

Date: 10/14/2022 11:29:00 AM

Hold on to our minds. Also, if there is an advertisement break, if the volume jumps up, and music in the background especially, I am gone. Very interesting read. Still digesting.

Melani Udaeta
Date: 10/14/2022 12:29:00 PM

Thank you.

Jeff Kyser

Date: 10/13/2022 5:44:00 PM

I imagine we've all got a few streaming services we picked up during the COVID years that we need to shed. Enjoyed the curtal sonnet - you are always using interesting forms!

Melani Udaeta
Date: 10/14/2022 10:45:00 AM

Oh that was brilliantly said. The metaphor you used was not lost on me. We definitely do. Service industry is not the only one abused. Thank you! I appreciate that!