Ultimate Bliss
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“Dear Marisa, now an entire planet separates us. 17900 kilometres to be precise. At this threshold of paradise, there is only one thing I can do. Wait. And at last, the Ultimate Bliss will find us, baby.” A film-diary and an exercise of memory
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