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Today... is not even worth writing about. Same half-assed goodbyes (sans kiss or sentiment), same repeated motions. Same shit. Lame, repetitive shit. Redundant, redundant, redundant. What really has been sticking with me is the hangover from watching The R0ad To Perdition, last night. Classic film noir... which would only have been better in black-and-white. The story certainly was. And, what a fancy word for "hell" or "utter moral damnation." Nothing like gilding a turd. |
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