by Katie Masinelli When I was little, I remember spending Friday nights watching a new movie on DVD. The most integral part of these riveting plans was what happened right before I came home, changed into my jammies and settled onto the couch: a trip to the video rental store. I remember walking into the dark, crowded video store on Main Street, browsing the aisles and fighting with my siblings...
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