You see a post on your dash asking if you know the sound effect within. You hit play on the audio file. You hear, very clearly, your own father, telling you how proud he is of you, unconditionally. You vote "I've never heard this before". You scroll on

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He remembers those vanished years. As though looking through a dusty window pane, the past is something he could see, but not touch. And everything he sees is blurred and indistinct.

IN THE MOOD FOR LOVE (2000) dir. Wong Kar-wai.