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The end of the show
Nine years ago, the photo popped up on my phone, a birthday cake, candles, two little ones who no longer talk to each other and barely, if ever, talk to me. And while I wondered about the hopes that faded into forgetfulness, I watched a film, a feel good little film in which things all go right, and just about everyone has good intentions and I will finish this note before the film has finished. But then, as now, the youngsters in the photo are not talking to each other or me.
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