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August 12, 2008


the nag

I saw this a long time ago. It's my kind of film but not everyone's.


Oh, I loved "Kitchen Stories." I took my Swedish friend Margitta to see it and she laughed till she cried. I thought the humor transcended language, but apparently there was a lot of nuance only a Scandinavian could grasp.


Oooooo thank you, i am sure I would like that.

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