Neptune flowed

I’ve never gone back to The Neptune Theatre, not since I heard it stopped showing movies. No more sealight shining over the chairs. I’m glad Neptune got to experience that palace—imagine what it must have been like to be part of all the people coming and going for all those years, waiting for the houselights to dim so another new movie could begin. When Neptune left it was easy for him to go, he just slid into the gutter and flowed.