December 7, 2025

I found myself wandering and lost inside of what seemed to be some kind of administrative building. I spotted an acquaintance from college among the sea of faces and caught up to him on the stairs to ask him a question.

“What is this building?” I began, “Some kind of office? A Library?”

“It’s for people into movies,” he said.

“Like a film set?”

“Not quite. It’s for enthusiasts.” And with that he turned around and entered the elevator.

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I overheard someone ranting about how beeswax was too easily mistaken for other substances. This was while I was melting a bowl of wax so that I could wipe it clean with a spare collared shirt. I asked my mother if it would still be okay to wear if I washed it afterwards. She reminded me that I’d have to pick out small flakes of hardened wax in the nooks and crannies afterwards. She suggested that I could use a 【蘿蔔乾媽媽】 to help out.

“What?” I had no idea what she was referring to even after her repeating it multiple times.