Boy oh boy where do I even begin. Mahershala Ali.. honey, my pookie bear. I have loved you ever since I first laid eyes on you. The way you drive into the paint and strike fear into your the racists eyes. Your silky smooth touch around the piano keys, and that gorgeous piano playing. I would do anything for you. I wish it were possible to freeze time so I would never have to watch this movie end.
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