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one street and two lovers, headlights cut the scene. film grain on our faces, static hums between our names. my highlighter soaking through the flimsy script, erasing what I loved first. Does it feel like a movie? dear cinephile, say less. (the scene still sticks)
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Oct 16, 2025
Oct 16, 2025 at 8:22 AM UTC
dear cinephile
one street and two lovers, headlights cut the scene. film grain on our faces, static hums between our names. my highlighter soaking through the flimsy script, erasing what I loved first. Does it feel like a movie? dear cinephile, say less. (the scene still sticks)
VanessaRue
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16/F/Mumbai
Oct 16, 2025
Oct 16, 2025 at 8:22 AM UTC
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