Roaming over the weekend, I stumbled onto a sidewalk sale in my neighborhood (common this time of the year), and, as I often do, I stopped to take a look at what the seller had to offer. Books, CDs, DVDs, VHS cassettes, clothing, shoes, etc, etc, etc. I immediately settled on the VHS tapes, because, as I've been lucky enough to experience in the past (in recent years, with the death of that specific medium certain at this point), I sometimes find *forgotten* or relatively obscure films and TV shows that aren't available in any current format (DVD, Blu-ray, streaming or available for download online, etc). It was how I first learned about Wendell B. Harris' woefully under-seen and...
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