Our last deep night shoot day put us outdoors on a clear, chilly night. My feet turned into fridged cinder blocks by the end of our shift, not even the complimentary burger van could keep me warmed up. What did lift the spirits of some was some impromptu mysticism. A colleague heard I could do tarot readings so brought in a deck of cards for me to work with - I only got around to doing one member of crew but folks enjoyed the theater of it all. I'll likely get a few extra requests in the coming days but nothing will top doing it at midnight on the night of a full moon.
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