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It’s been 84 years since you opened my app

By: Kaja Antic, Staff Writer My dear friend, Oh, how I miss you dearly. My algorithm yearns for your endless searches for queer shows that get cancelled after one season. Who am I supposed to recommend true crime documentaries to now? Who will routinely search my catalogues for Oscar Isaac media even though my content hasn’t been updated in weeks? Who else will watch Drive to Survive while still knowing that much of the drama is fabricated? All your brother watches are Oscar bait movies he’ll give three and a half stars to on Letterboxd and forget about. Your sister…

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