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I mourn for the rebellious masc 'girl' in every movie, who grow out of her manliness and becomes some asshole's domesticated wife. I mourn for her short untameable hair, which she was always running a hand through in those old photos. I see the way her fingers linger as she goes through the album with her young daughter, forcing a laugh at who she 'used' to be.