Under the red neon beer sign (place)
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He was just a film professor I fell in love with, in the days of Super 8 and nights
Mostly his wild pass-the-salt-and-pepper please hair.
There was no beer. We were drunk on life.
At the time, it was enough.
One by one, the old red neon letters burned out. He stopped drinking coffee.