SHADOWVILLE

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{ The long shadows of Zara's street door look like something I might draw. }

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How I liked this weekend!  Long snuggles, lying in bed, fika with friends, movies, rehearsals, application work and a party, saying goodbye to Zara who's going to India alone for six weeks. Brave girl! I only traveled alone once for four weeks, and that was to a place I'd been before and where I had friends that I could hook up with. (Studying abroad doesn't count in a sense, because there you're submerged into a context, and not totally left to your own devices.)
  The party ended at a production company I once belonged to, without me realizing it (they'd moved places). Weird.

We discovered a band - Masquer. Kicki, the singer, was at Zara's party.

I got a crush on a movie. It's a sweet, tragic feeling, like unrequited puppy love, strong and harmless. If you're into dark, romantic, odd comedies, check out Safety Not Guaranteed (2012).
  The trailer is hideous though, skip it.