It’s 1985. The best year ever.
We pan across a child’s room filled with 1980s nostalgia. Michael Jackson posters. Commodore 64. Nintendo cartridges. The Last Starfighter bedsheets. We land on an old CRT television displaying familiar WHITE NOISE. A hand reaches down and places a VHS tape into the VCR.
The most amazing movie of all time begins
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Сцуко, до слез!
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