After an evening spent watching Roman Holiday and The Shop Around the Corner, I just want to dwell in the world of black and white movies. Surround myself with handsome men wearing hats, and witty quips at the ready. Be swept away by the swelling music, and moved by the passionate kiss at the end. And the happy ending - even though Roman Holiday doesn't actually have one. Movies from the 30s, 40s and 50s are just irresistable. As are Gregory Peck and James Stewart. I've lost my heart to them in particular.
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