The shot moves, they pose themselves, look, smile, flash, freeze. Right there.
Italian farmers drink too much now, losing olive and grape crops to infestations of pesticide-resistant insects and outsourcing.
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The past appears; what was thought to be gone. That worst feeling in the world you hoped you'd never feel again.
Empty glasses of free water appear mid-shot, staying away. Staying safe.
What level are you on?
1 comments:
I'm not sure I can adequately express how this made me feel.
Just know it impacted me.
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