When I was in Austin earlier this week, I asked the woman at the front desk of the Radisson if there were any movie theaters nearby.

“Well,” she said, conflict playing over her face, “there’s one. But it doesn’t have stadium seating.”

“Huh?” I replied, “That’s not a requirement.”

“Um, well, it just has regular seating.”

“I’m ok with that.”

Pause as she screws up the courage to blurt: “It’s not in a good part of town.”

Aha! The light goes on. I don’t know if this was a race thing, a socio-economic thing, both or neither, but clearly “stadium seating” was the name of a truck carrying some hidden cargo.

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