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Your beauty has become the light in my heart
D'angelo 2021-10-22 14:35:17
Recently, I like to watch old movies. I don't understand any violent aesthetics. I'm just fortunate to have teamed up to leave a passionate movie in the beautiful years of the hero and the heroine. There are lakes in Banderas' gaze, and there is a light on Hayek's face. The gunfight is a show of skill. Death is common here but not painful. The sand of Mexico turns into a melancholic accent from the sound of his guitar, and the dilapidated and ruined city is covered with honey in your smile. The life is so beautiful and affectionate, as if there is no need for tomorrow, as if there is never tomorrow. Mexico they walked through is like a garden of Eden, but the owner of the garden should be Lord Demon.
Extended Reading
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El Mariachi: [while in her bookstore] I have to go to church.
Carolina: What for?
El Mariachi: Confess my sins. I'm a sinner.
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[the mariachi comes back for the guitar-case of weapons that he just threw away]
El Mariachi: Just in case. It's a long ride to the next town.