two (northern) summers ago i was visiting my nice said that going to school was like being in groundhog. she could not believe my non understanding to her comment. so i finally saw the film in which bill murray i trapped waking up in a same day he hates, in a small town while celebrating the groundhog day. he tries a number of options, first picking up the girl he likes, failing one time and again, then he tries self destruction, failing again, until he gives up and inhabits that single day. even in the repetition of what seemed to be immobile there was always something different and infinite possibilities.
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