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Insomnia

I called it Call Me Whatever You Fck Like because I got tired of those polished magazines that talk about cinema as if it were something neat and easy to explain. Not this one. This is a film magazine born from the cracks.

Here, cinema isn’t compartmentalized: there’s no single way to look at it. Everything is permeated by the same thing: the documentary, not as an ornament, but as a direct way of showing what exists without hiding it.

It doesn’t seek to teach or provide clear answers. Sometimes it observes, sometimes it breaks, sometimes it just lets cinema breathe.

What remains are fragments: scenes that stick with you, compositions that return, writings that weigh heavily, and photos that out of nowhere become artistic blurs. Nothing polished, nothing perfect. Just a film magazine that lingers… even after you’ve closed it.

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This magazine contains explicit and sensitive material that may not be suitable for all audiences. All issues are intended exclusively for adults. It is not recommended for minors. Viewer discretion is advised.

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