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Old Friends

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The jokes are older than the hecklers who never miss a night. They've been coming since the days when ducking under the velvet rope while the usher wasn't looking was the only thing to do if you wanted to save your nickel for peanuts to throw at the comedian.

The ticket-seller takes their coins each night in exchange for the pasteboard slips they collect like memories, and never tells them that the groundlings pay more for orchestra seats than they do for the box where they sit each night laughing alongside the ghosts of sweethearts who once laughed there too.