Every Monday, I noticed a distinguished gentleman buying two movie tickets, but he always ended up sitting by himself. Fascinated by this routine, I felt a strong urge to discover the story behind his lonely existence. On a cold Monday, I chose to join him, not realizing that this decision would lead our lives to connect in surprising and meaningful ways.
The Lumière Cinema was not just a job for me; it felt like a refuge where the soft whir of the projector could briefly wash away the worries of the world. The scent of salted popcorn wafted through the air, while the old vintage posters appeared to whisper stories from a past I had only ever imagined living.
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