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A Single Man 2009
The notion of loss. The notion of sex. Somehow every scene seemed to touch my heart. And I am not afraid to admit my emotional surrender. We all feel we are in the need of a reason in life, a logic sense, a destination. And we tend to project this desire onto a thing called love. Somehow we all fail.
/HORST
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