"You can be with many people from time to time, but you feel abandoned."
Stephanie, who is a little charming, lamented what most people seem to be such an unreliable woman. My friend, of course, is also a little boy Stephane.
Stephane, the master of yaw, really can’t distinguish between dreams and reality. For example, taking a good bath in the bathtub, the soap bubbles in front of him suddenly popped into a tank full of cellophane, and then a naked female colleague who made a fuss. Inexplicably offer a kiss. Stephane said no, no, I felt guilty, and then wrote a note to Stephanie in crappy French.
Dear Stephanie.
Stephane came from Mexico. His father had just died of cancer. His mother recommended him a job that was said to be very creative, so he returned to his hometown. But the so-called graphic design is sticking paper strips in the basement. Work, colleagues, and bosses are not as expected. Stephane, the king of wavy, had a big spider on his Stephane TV at night. He turned the creative boss who looked down on his fresh gouache calendar into an ugly old man with long hair and beard. The window was full of animations. Colleagues worshipped the floating carton building made.
You see, he really enjoys manipulating the world with such crooked plots.
You can call Stephane a master, a dream fanatic, he seems to be a severe sleepwalker. Owning his own gangbang studio, he used two cameras to make his Stephane TV dream show at the beginning of the movie. "The key lies in the fine collocation and abundant raw materials. First, add a few drops of random thoughts, and then add the main ingredients: the right amount of memory fragments and nostalgic juice-oh, this is for two; stir a little, add love, friendship, and Some other relationships to spice up..."
"But I don't want to live in an apartment for the rest of my life." Stephane said to Ma Ting, a colleague of naked children, in a crooked section of the bathtub.
But things seem to be turning around. Stephanie appeared. Stephane knocked the piano of her new neighbor Stephanie to the top of the stairs. The new neighbor at the beginning just had long hair and a fuzzy face in the dark.
They are really similar people, with almost the same names. Stephane obviously fell in love with Stephanie but pretended to need to see her just for the phone call of her girlfriend Zoey. "Stephanie: so, how about your father? Stephane: ...my father...he's still dead..." In the beginning, every dialogue was so reluctant to find words.
But similarity is similarity. Stephane told Stephanie that every structure has its resonance frequency, and the chord of the piano will float in the air like clouds. In Stephanie's room, there was a telephone with button buttons. The elephant in the cage was knocked on the head by a praying mantis that was bigger than it. She was a clever and unreliable girl.
Two unreliable people together, you know how fun it is! Stephane threw Stephanie’s cigarette butt downstairs, and then tilted the passing pedestrians to be burned by the smoke and was about to roll. Stephanie said that we should save him, so he turned on the tap, took a basin of cellophane and headed upstairs. The innocent pedestrian fell on his head. "The chaotic world of transparent sugar paper!" They had a lot of fun.
The friend of women, Stephane, is more nervous than people. He always imagines that Stephanie doesn't care about him. He even imagines that she even has a boyfriend. Stephanie and her boyfriend dance at the company's celebration banquet for Stephane. But Stephanie is subtle about him, just wants to torture him, that's what he thinks.
The tree hole was filled with his most feared dreams. These feelings are actually our dissatisfaction with our surroundings, our powerlessness and our humble feelings. The fantasy world of frame-by-frame animation and Stephane's fierce manipulation of the world every time are actually our avoidance-type personality disorder. It doesn't matter, in fact, sometimes the world is not even what we feel.
"Then what am I going to do?"
"Uh... I don't know, or touch my hair, what else..."
Stephane climbed onto Stephanie's bed. There, he found the Noah's Ark in the forest that he asked her to make. It was a white flannel boat with a small white flannel tree planted on it. And the one-second time machine he gave her. Stephane used it to hug Stephanie twice, and he fell asleep contentedly.
"Are you going to repair your teeth, forget it, maybe it would be better for a blow job to have no teeth..."
Stephane, who was still saying such vulgar things to Stephanie a few minutes ago, re-entered the Stephane TV show, where, He and she rode on a gray winged cloth horse. It was Stephanie’s magnified craftsmanship. It floated and floated. The sky was big and big chemical fiber cotton. They floated on Noah’s Ark in the forest, and Nuo in the forest. Asia's Ark flows from the brook of glass candy paper to the la mer of glass candy paper, and the green grass is still around.
Stephanie stroked Stephane's hair.
"Are you going back to Mexico?"
"Uh, not anymore." Stephane replied in his sleep.
Okay, I insisted that they didn't say goodbye.
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