A few years ago, I had a dream.
It began in the summer and was over by the following spring.
In between, there were as many unhappy nights
as there were happy days.
as there were happy days.
Most of them took place in this café.
And then one night, a door slammed and the dream was over.
My Blueberry Nights by Kar Wai Wong (2007)
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