Two Lucky

This afternoon I saw Josh Hartnett on Cooper Square. He was sitting in a pale-green sedan parked by the sidewalk, his hair perfectly coifed and chestnut, gaze locked in a distance in what seemed like a moment of actorly reverie. A small film crew worked a few feet away.

I stopped for a few seconds when I recognized him, and asked someone if he knew the name of the movie being filmed. “August,” someone said.

As the crowd grew, I walked away. I thought about Rusty. Thereupon, I wondered if one day later this year, or the next, I would find myself in a darkened cinema, waiting for the same scene to come on, with my hand on the empty seat next to mine.

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