Description
A yellow dress, someone else's kitchen, and dreams that never came true. Everything seems fine and proper - a house, dinners, dancing in the living room until old age. But inside, something else is stirring: to throw open the windows, let your hair down, and let the wind in instead of a predictable future.
And then it becomes clear - everyone chooses their own form of happiness. For some, it is neatly folded into a family album, for others, it flies through the night window on the breeze. Either way, sooner or later, everything falls into place.
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