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Dear Red Shoes, I feel your pain.

And I know that sometimes the pain can be so great that fantasy takes the place

of reality.

Especially when you're alone.

But what if you make the choice to be alone?

If you get used to being alone, you're happy alone.

What then?

Do.

Be what you want to be.

No one to answer to.

Everything in the entire world is open to you.

Life alone.

Life alone.

I like photography.

Some people don't think it's an art, but I do.

Sometimes I go to the bookstore and spend all day looking through the

photography books.

Stopping time is different than movies or paintings.

I don't know why. When the photography is good, sometimes it overwhelms me.

you probably wouldn't think that I think about things like that.

But I do.

Being a boxer, something I do, because it's something I've always done.

It takes so much time to get good at something, that once you're good at

anything, it's hard to get good.

I like them.

I do too.

You know, I saw your box once when I was in France.

I'll never forget it.

You seem so shy and savage.

Can I have this one?

I'd like to send it to my mom.

Sure.

My mom woke up one morning with the premonition that I had died in the ring.

Since then, she doesn't answer my phone calls or see me.

To her, I'm already dead.

Said she couldn't stand losing me again.

Because of the premonition?

She's one of those kind of people who goes to church every morning.

Always has.

Always will.

Do her premonitions come true?

Yeah, a bunch of them.

But not all of them.

What happens if I get the campaign?

They make a deal with you and I shoot it.

What kind of money are we talking about?

Anywhere from five grand to twenty, depending on how wide they go with the

campaign.

And when will I find out?

Tomorrow, maybe sooner.

For your mom.

Thank you.

I need a phone number where I can get in touch with you.

I don't have a phone right now.

I'm at the gym a lot. Can you leave a message there?

How about an address?

I don't have that either.

Not yet.

I'm not boxing anymore.

I mean, professionally.

Because of your mom's premonition?

You're broke, aren't you?

Why don't you stay here tonight?

Are you sure?

You don't talk much, do you?

I never thought about it.

I've been here since this afternoon, and the phone hasn't rung one.

I hate the phone.

Good night.

Good night, Max.

So, what do you think?

It's perfect.

I love him. I think he's great.

Just let me call the agency.

Great. You know, I like this through where he's, like, really strong in his

eyes, where he's, like, looking right at the camera.

Excuse me.

I'm going to place the craft.

Here I am.

Matt.

Dad, come here.

Lift her up and, like, put her in your arms. Really strong.

Really strong.

What do you think, Max? Do you

have any ideas?

I took a picture on a roof in Madagascar with a fisherman coming out of the sea.

with a selfish on his shoulder, and he shot from behind, I could hold Matty

that. It would be amazing.

Yeah, he's a boxer.

Yeah, he's really good looking.

No, not yet.

Of course.

Oh, I'll get him.

I think he kind of likes me, actually.

Let's just put it that way.

When do we get to see the film?

If you don't mind, Maddy asked me to a dinner party.

No, I don't mind.

Do you have your keys?

Have fun, you two.

So

what

do you think?

Great.

You don't have to stay here, you know.

I know.

it again.

Doing what?

It's sad to see you... What?

In pain.

Pain of making yourself want what you won't let yourself have.

Are you hungry?

Is that okay if I make you dinner?

I can't. It was great.

Seriously.

Wes. Hey. You like having dinner?

Not tonight.

Suit yourself.

Are you okay?

Yeah.

I want you to know how much I appreciate everything.

Your generosity.

I really needed this job.

I'd like to repay you somehow.

That's okay. You don't have to.

I was raised to always repay kindness with kindness.

So make us dinner, okay?

Okay.

Can I put some music on?

Search yourself.

Bus ready.

Dear God, thank you for the food on this table, for the gift of a new friend,

for these blessings.

I'm grateful.

Amen.

I love to slow dance.

Sometimes I think it's the most intimate thing people can do.

It's so pure.

People holding each other, swaying to the music.

Why are you telling me this?

Because I want to talk to you I want to hold you and touch you I

want you to like me To let me in

If you don't want me to, I won't touch you.

It's not about that.

I just want to be close to you.

I'll do anything for you.

I'll cook, clean, bathe you.

I'm not asking you about anything.

I just want to be close to you.

Move back.

Hold

my

hand.

I haven't been with a man in so long, I barely know what to do.

You've overwhelmed me, Max.

You just seem too good to be true.

Please, no words.

I have to talk.

Have you ever spent time in the country?

people. Just sky and clouds.

That's how you make me feel.

Like there's no one else in the room but you and me.

Just space.

And sky.

And clouds.

That's the way it was.

Should I say is.

He makes me feel like there's nobody in the world but us.

Twin souls.

Lonely eyes.

Twin souls.

Somehow, what I learned from him was to push past what I thought my limits were.

And most importantly, to trust myself.

Oh, if I could trust myself.