And those too many close-ups of the trash…it felt like a happy fly indecisive about which pile of brown matter to land on…I’m sorry for the analogy…
…I understand the intention and the cinematographic language but he overdid it…
…I understand the intention and the cinematographic language but he overdid it…
…lost on The Land of Candor…lilies and peonies, trumpets and bells on the perfect curves…infinite sweetness…happy smiles at the Kids…peony-love up on the back, on the neck and shoulders…lost…slipping on the arms, on the hands…turning the Aussie again…jumping…lost…express landing…I love you…
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