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I think I may have accidentally walked through a hot film set today? Which was a pretty rude thing to do, I guess, but it was muggy out and I was in kind of a daydreamy headspace and then I looked up and all of a sudden I was surrounded by lights and tarps and '64 Chevys. It was weird.

So if a movie about Kitty Genovese comes out in a year or two, and there's a doughy, confused-looking extra with a Rite Aid bag wandering around in the background at some crucial point in the action, nope, sorry, that's not a time-traveling Lana Turner. Just me, on a makeup-less Sunday morning. Enjoy it, world. *winks, flips hair*