Blade Runner and the power of the phoenix

My secret beautee

 When I was small my daddy used to take me to the cinema, he was quite blind and had to wear contacts to see anything so when in the movies we used to get the front row and at the end of the movie my daddy used to get on his feet and clap his hands. He grew up in Buenos Aires where it’s a costume to clap at the end of a movie or a long haul flight. I remember being really small and going to see Blade Runner, his favourite movie at the time. And by the end of the movie he said to me that it did not matter what was happening in my life, to go to the movies when I needed to switch of. My father used to set the scenes and use all around him as puppets to his own entertainment, not in a…

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