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Leonard, a passionate vintage liquor collector, attends two estate sales filled with potential. He scores valuable bottles before heading to meet Lucia, a buyer. However, after sampling a rare white chartreuse, both he and Lucia suffer fatal reactions. It’s later revealed the liquor was poisoned, linked to a tragic family incident.
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A man witnesses a Maserati crash and is captivated by the striking blonde driver. Unharmed and demanding a ride, she asserts her nonchalance. As they drive, he buys wine at her request. Back at his place, she invites him to massage her feet, heightening the tension between them as their night unfolds.
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The Del Ray Hotel, once a vibrant hub for the elite, now lies in decay, preserving only whispers of its glamorous past. Its grand architecture and lavish amenities have succumbed to neglect and nature. Amidst this, Darlene, a solitary resident, imagines elaborate performances, reflecting a poignant struggle between reality and illusion.
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Joey becomes involved with Delores, an older woman he meets while working at a bar. Initially, their relationship is based on material exchanges, but it quickly escalates to something more mysterious. As they attend a hidden ceremony together, Joey feels increasingly uneasy, sensing the ominous atmosphere surrounding Delores and the women present.
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In a harsh, cold land, a boy named Achak, born during a brutal winter, became a revered messenger at a young age due to his exceptional skills. After sustaining injuries while on a vital journey, he was rescued by a majestic wolf that transported him home, where he shared an important warning and received gratitude…
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Sylvia leads a group in a spiritual chant on a cliffside, surrounded by ocean mist. Among the participants is Betty, her old friend seeking personal transformation after rehab. After an emotional exchange regarding past mistakes, things take a dramatic turn.
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Two young sisters experience a thrill filled day in the 1970s.
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Silently, I sit. Eternally waiting for something, or someone, to happen. My thick-skinned, firm body, rests motionless. Self control is my strength. I move one eye, then the other. Nothing. Nobody. I am alone. Time passes, as it always does. Finally, I sense movement. A tiny leave shivers, ever so slightly. I dart an eye…
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A musician recalls his journey from a vibrant life in Jamaica to a struggling existence under an awning in a Los Angeles strip mall. Despite years of touring and sending money home, he feels trapped and disconnected. Encountering a woman offering food triggers his resentment, yet playing his flute rekindles his spirit and sense of…
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Light fades, Shadows move Silently I fall slow motion Deeper into the abyss A cavernous void, infinite chasm Weightless no sound I continue down Into the otherworld Never landing Floating down forever
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Tethered to the past Tethered to the now Tethered to the future I don’t know how To disconnect, change course, shift focus To become untethered.
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In a dimly lit room, a woman lounges on a sofa, unconscious and under the influence. A man enters, eyeing her with a mix of pity and disdain. After observing her, he sets the sofa on fire and escapes into the rain-soaked alley, leaving behind the chaos and flickering flames.
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Leaping high, legs extended, I land gracefully. Effortlessly. My body is a machine. Upon landing, I fold gently, rolling to the floor. Lean, limber and flexible, I fall smoothly into a split, exiting seamlessly. Choreographing as I go, I move with utter fluidity across the vast empty dance studio. I am free. My body is…
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Hair dye, nail polish, crazy glue, birthday card and gum. I repeat these words over and over in my head like a mantra. Don’t want to forget anything. Without a list, I know I’ll wind up with a basket full of makeup I don’t need, along with random things like tiny stuffed teddy bears and…
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Simple Definition of mythical : based on or described in a myth : existing only in the imagination He stood 6’3″. A large man, cutting a figure with his flaming toupee billowing in the wind. He carried himself as though always on camera, in part because he had spent a lot of time in front…
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When you’re down , You don’t see up Pressure holds me, Indecision molds me Do something, yet I do nothing.
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Oh my tarnished heart Do you remember when you were shiny and new? Before the reality of life set in When nature was all you saw and you believed in kindness Before tv and pollution contaminated everything good When you were just perfect for being you Before they told you what you needed to be…
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Did I hear that right? I asked myself. Doves? No, I must have misunderstood what he was saying. Wait. He did say it. Doves. He said doves. He, being a right wing conservative, spewing opinions into the atmosphere, infused with hatred and insecurities. The rage is so palpable, I can taste it. A toxic…
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Desiree’s journey unfolds as she transitions from aspiring actress to living a seemingly luxurious life with husband Dean, marked by infidelity and neglect. Facing divorce and loneliness, she discovers a retreat offering community and support. Ultimately, she embraces a new beginning, recognizing the need for an exit plan from her tumultuous situation.
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Fire in my heart, fire in my soul. The fire might go dim, damp, or diminish, but the embers glow. Embers stoked with love and hope, never hate or fear. From these embers, a spark can fly. From that spark, a flame can rise. From that flame, a firestorm. I’m burning up inside. via Daily…
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