I can. You can.

A woman is sitting on a couch while focusing her iron view into the camera and suddenly starts to talk. Out of her grows a canny and calm monologue that manifests her world of thoughts and ideas. The at first independently created monologue starts to get tangled up into contradictions, torn between different views and ideologies. It is a result of phrases taken out from different commercials that were combined into a continuously ongoing monologue. The monologue turns out to be commanded and alienated by advertisement.

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