The director estimated that he was greened by the real estate agent and raised other people's children, but the children were cheating. Instant self-doubt, and then escape into the logical traps and emotional misunderstandings of the "ecological box". I was stimulated, so it was full of green tones, barking dog things, "I fed you!", "I'm not your mother", it was like digging a hole and burying myself. Try to find the code from the book, eat too much LSD and start watching TV. Hey, scolding someone for needing to make a whole movie is really tiring.
(The above content is pure bullshit.)
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