Toronto, December 2000. I’m walking down an empty street in the rain and pass a hotel. Under the awning, waiting for a cab, is Matthew Broderick. We make eye contact and he looks exhausted at the idea of being “Bueller-ed.” I give a polite half smile and keep walking.

Reposted from Hunter S Schafer

Right folks. Feeling rather down at the moment so bringing back an oldie

Please Quote this with your most minor celebrity interaction

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