I have been sitting inside the theater for forty-five minutes and still have my coat on. When I came in I was so anxious to start looking at the screen that I forgot to remove my coat.
I don’t want to start taking it off now, because somebody, maybe one of the burly crewcut drunks behind, will notice and think I am getting carried away.
It is getting damn hot. On the screen five or six young men and women are balling frenziedly.
It’s too late. I can’t take it any longer. I start taking off my coat.
Nobody takes his eye off the screen.