I can't talk for everyone, scates. For my mother it's usually too late. For me, I've only had a few suspected ones and I have enough time to tug a hoodie down over my eyes if I need. I've got the ammo in my pocket of an Australian friend who should be seeing it a few hours before me who's promised to text me context clues of where in the movie it'll happen so I can have some prewarn.
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