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2021-01-19
my movie


Kept awake late at night in an old house rattled by wind. Stumble up the stairs into a seance or a movie cast with shadows and a pendulum light bulb. The music is warm and full of static and hiss. The room smells like Bibles and seaweed. All these ghosts aged into a crackling, black&white past. Shadows of red wine, oceans beating continents with the confidence they have you all surrounded.


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