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00:04 - Dear Victor, a feeling of deja vu washed over me
00:11 upon receiving your last telegram.
00:13 Yet again, you're off traveling to some distant lands
00:21 while I stay here nursing the hope you will one day
00:25 visit us in Warsaw.
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00:33 I miss the old days when things seemed so simple.
00:38 Even if we already knew back then,
00:40 we may never be truly free.
00:42 I long for the chance to show you
00:46 how much our city has changed, to let you hear
00:51 all these different languages that now echo down the streets
00:55 and we one samelessly wander together.
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01:00 Yet all that is mere fantasy.
01:02 The past is gone, never to return it seems.
01:12 Just like you, my dear brother, who
01:17 risks his life in search of otherworldly beings
01:21 and their hosts.
01:22 [SCREAMING]
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01:32 Sometimes I think it is for the best
01:34 that I do not share this gift with you and Papa.
01:37 Maybe that's why I can see things more clearly,
01:43 just as they are.
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01:54 Therefore, I beg you, Victor, come back to us
01:57 and reconcile with your father.
01:59 You never know when it will be too late.
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02:11 Affectionately, your sister, Ligia.
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