Lost dreams is made out of those little remnants of images, from a single glance to a detailed moment, of those women from youths love and young dreams. They are woven together, like fragments of the mind, and from the ends of film to the corners of the frame, into a memory of them. They are once again embraced and, if only briefly, poetically honoured.
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