Cold Case End - Look Again - S1E01
In short, my dealer, as partial compensation for the debts I covered for him, brings me a little herb that just by looking at it makes you want to wag your tail: beautiful little buds all sparkling with tiaccacì!
Of course, everyone knows that afterward you have a craving for something sweet, and in my case, there’s nothing more horrifically delicious than fried bananas with peanut butter.
Then I remembered this TV show: she is terribly pale, almost anemic, but she has a remarkable range of expressions.
But the final scene of each episode – always set in the past – is something that makes me cry every time.
A sort of music video where the victim overlaps with the killers, who are shown with ineffable mastery in their various temporal versions.
Until they confuse, overlap, and then fade into nothingness.
All with the songs of the time in question.
You’ll love it, believe me: I know what I’m talking about!
In short, my dealer, as partial compensation for the debts I covered for him, brings me a little herb that just by looking at it makes you want to wag your tail: beautiful little buds all sparkling with tiaccacì!
Of course, everyone knows that afterward you have a craving for something sweet, and in my case, there’s nothing more horrifically delicious than fried bananas with peanut butter.
Then I remembered this TV show: she is terribly pale, almost anemic, but she has a remarkable range of expressions.
But the final scene of each episode – always set in the past – is something that makes me cry every time.
A sort of music video where the victim overlaps with the killers, who are shown with ineffable mastery in their various temporal versions.
Until they confuse, overlap, and then fade into nothingness.
All with the songs of the time in question.
You’ll love it, believe me: I know what I’m talking about!
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