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Cloud Nine When our car would pull onto the gravel road of the drive-in movie theatre the dust from the tires hitting the gravel would fly up into the air. We would then be right on the drive-thru ramp that took us up to the gate. At the fluorescent blue gate, our car had to stop next to a pay booth island. An extremely handsome, muscular man named Joey, would take our admission fees and let us through the gate.
