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When you walk along the street, you're in a movie; when you have a row, you're in a movie; when you make love, you're in a movie. When you skim stones over the water, buy a newspaper, park your car, line up in a McDonald's, stand on a rooftop looking down, meet a friend, joke in the pub, wake suddenly in the night or fall asleep dead drunk, you're in a movie. But when you are alone, dead alone, without props or co-stars, then you're on the cutting-room floor. Or, worse, you're in a novel; you're on stage, stuck inside a monologue; you're trapped in a poem. You are CUT.