A foundling is in your care. By Creed, until it is of age or reunited with its own kind, you are as its father.
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We fight not for glory, nor for wealth, nor honor… But only and alone for freedom which no good man surrenders but with his life.
Outlaw King (2018), dir. David Mackenzie
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Twins?
Girls in matching outfits.
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I’ve been thinking about the way, when you walk
down a crowded aisle, people pull in their legs
to let you by. Or how strangers still say “bless you”
when someone sneezes, a leftover
from the Bubonic plague. “Don’t die,” we are saying.
And sometimes, when you spill lemons
from your grocery bag, someone else will help you
pick them up. Mostly, we don’t want to harm each other.
We want to be handed our cup of coffee hot,
and to say thank you to to the person holding it. To smile
at them and for them to smile back. For the waitress
to call us honey when she sets down the bowl of clam chowder,
and for the driver in the red pick-up to let us pass.
We have so little of each other, now. So far
from tribe and fire. Only these brief moments of exchange.
What if they are the true dwelling of the holy, these
fleeting temples we make together when we say, “Here,
have my seat,” “Go ahead - you first,” “I like your hat.”
- Danusha Laméris, “Small Kindnesses"
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THE PARENT TRAP (1998)
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Imagine being the only person alive who can say this
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Baby yoda doing his little toddley waddle.
He has very important business to attend to. Places to go, people to see.
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