No. 59: Moulin Rouge
There was a time, a very strange enchanted time, when I was about 11, that I watched this movie once a week. And I would bawl my eyes out but at the same time be like HAHA nothing that crappy would ever happen to me. Those were the days of our lives. I have since grown even more shockingly susceptible to a tragic ending and can rarely, if ever, make it through the whole thing.
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