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I work at a movie theater.
And personally? To be in the tickets booth, and see young girls, teenagers, adult women, coming in to see Barbie,
the most highlighter pink outfits, some of them coming in with the dolls they’re dressed as, laughing to each other, cheering for each other,
to see the men they’re coming to see it with, dressed in pink, cheering them on, taking their pictures with smiles and cheers in the lobby at the photo op
touches something so deep in me
I can’t say any nuances of the movie that haven’t already been said, but like, fuck man, love is so deep and so kind and to be able to see glimpses of it from behind my little ticket desk makes me a little less nihilistic.
guy i vaguely know in class impromptu invited me to join the conga line of Feliz Navidad and like. as people we are quite different. as for worldviews, again, quite different. but in that moment, my rainbow ring standing out against his white shirt as I joined the line behind him, we were the same. just two people excited to sing Feliz Navidad and march around an auditorium with a bunch of Spanish speakers
Merry Christmas y'all. Feliz Navidad. We're all people in the end.