In the background room, Dimitar rummages through his middle shelf, pulling out and discarding a handful of tea sachets, then a pencil, then two coat hangers, his frustration building. In the foreground, at the same moment, Violeta reaches into her own trolley without turning her head, closes her hand directly on the shampoo bottle, and walks out into the corridor. She passes the camera and is g...
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