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Classic Movie Collection: The 3Ds

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  Mara's Classic Movie Collection. Take one 🎬 In Anywood, there are good movies. Then, there are bad movies. Finally, there are movies you just have to watch in a life time! On this first edition of Mara's Classic Movie Collection, we have Deadpool, Deadpool & Wolverine and Dead Poet's Society in the spotlight. Ready to find out if they're worth the hype from my eyes? DEADPOOL This was a recommendation by Gifty and I have to say... Well! I feel mature. This was the Deadpool I knew from childhood in the X-men cartoons. He didn't change; red, nonchalant in the face of death and a good swordsman. One change though, he's fouler than I remember.  I love the concept of him not trying to be a hero. That's the real personality of Deadpool as I can remember. They also kept the humour. Deadpool in the middle of a multi-car collision  wondering if he left the stove on. It was nice watching two cracked up and battered adults find a meaning out of their lives by bei...
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FIRST NIGHT OF FOREVER ❤‍🔥❤‍🔥❤‍🔥

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Special thanks to Dami Joshua and an anonymous friend for sponsoring this dream. I appreciate.   _Morning; February 16_ "3, 2, 1...," she counted gently with her eyes closed. Then she let out a deep breath and looked at herself in the mirror. "Well, Christy. Don't you like it?" a pretty podgy woman with rosy cheeks and a matronly look about her asked. She was dressed in a royal purple suit; an attire befitting the mother of the bride. Christina studied her stone studded wedding dress with a lacey bodice and feathery skirt. The shoulder straps were creamy and held her delicately. The area around her waist was as tight as her lungs. Still, they made her very comely. "If you want, we can change it right away..." "Oh, mumkin. It's beautiful! It's just... I can't breathe," Christina said with a chuckle. "I understand, dear," her mother said and stroke the skirt of the wedding dress. " I felt the same way on my day. I was...
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Photogenik

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A mina stood, like a statue, staring at the yellow wall of PhotoGenik studio. She had just been turned out of that building. Amina turned her gaze to the sky. It was as gloomy as her face. The cheerful sun had been hidden behind a humongous cloud. Amina wondered how long the cloud would take to clear off the sun's path. Minutes, hours, never? Ding-ding! Amina looked at her phone. Her message read, "Freelance for photogra..." Amina grunted in frustration. She was in the action of swiping away the message when another one came in. It was from her mother, "Come home. We'll try again." "She knows," Amina muttered. It was because of her mother she was in front of the studio anyway. Her father had absconed to Europe with his mistress. Her mother had been diagnosed with a scary disease... Amina hated to recall its name. 'Twas up to her to find bread for what was left of the family. She had decided to go with her passion, photography. As crazy as it se...
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