“No one was saved/All the lonely people/Where do they all come from/…Where do they all belong”(Eleanor Rigby, Beatles) 依然是根本不敢说懂,但会心的部分立即取走我大半条命。并无强烈的回去的念头,但这样真挚强烈的pilgrim贯过我层层防御击穿心脏。好在击溃我好几轮之后轻轻落回宗教,我得以从巨震中稍稍平复呼吸。太喜欢这样尊重着欣赏着人类情感的自然起落,并不manipulate情节和时间的做法了。1+1=1,完全不爱森斯坦。(and the resemblance between Domiziana and Siddal shocked me...Eleanor again!)
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