I lived in Joe Coleman’s apartment after he got kicked out. He left me a bunch of dead mice to find, in jewelry boxes stashed in various corners. I talked to him about it a few years later, and he was kind of sweet about it. I wrote about it here.
Joe Coleman & Jim Jarmusch in church
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Coleman’s apartment after he got kicked out. He left me a bunch of dead mice to find,
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