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When the last scene from Pixar’s Luca was coming to an end, I tearily told my friends its only mistake — Disney’s censorship aside — was not including Mina on its soundtrack. It seemed fit for its subtext of a teenage romance set in the 60s dolce vita Italian seaside. I was proved wrong delightfully when the credits rolled to Mina’s Città Vuota, and the tears ran down my face.

As of today, I’ve finished watching the Gilmore Girls. It hurt me more than anticipated. That last scene from Lorelai and Rory peacefully chatting, drinking what would be their final cup of joe together at Luke’s diner, early in the morning, as seen from the building’s window frame? It severed my cold-hearted cover, leaving me weeping and moaning with feelings. Can you believe it?