Tartalmak(1)
A candle. A myth. A legend. Mountain Lodge. An experimental load for your senses and nonsense. An eruption of viral hits intertwined with the serene recital of a Google translator narrating a story of an epic scent on the computer screen. The scent of a real man. The scent of pure testosterone. The scent of Chris Evans. Will you be dying of desire, or crying with laughter? (Mezipatra Queer Film Festival)
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