"Where the universe takes you, you go. I've been letting the universe take me all my life, but it's better to make my own decision."
In one month, I experienced their two-year story.
The group photo at the end of the film seemed like a world away, suddenly returning to the RV in the hot Gobi.
Blue crystals, floating dreams, ricin, skinny people and monkeys, imprisonment and excuses, lies and betrayals, everything is not important anymore. Everything in the past is illusory. There is no Heisenberg, no DEA, and no New Mexico. The life and death in the memory is just an illusion when the drug addiction subsides. It is love that cannot be killed by hate.
In the end, he will still be lurking in the world, like a fly that can't be hit in a laboratory.
Frozen lake tide, soft pine needles, the story ends in Alaska, everything is silent. Mosquitoes, flies, and beeps all disappeared without a trace.
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