This statement for the image does not concern any James Bond movie, nor does this concern baseball or the episode, but “Diamonds are Forever”, you know…
Again, Kuchu Buranko/Trapeze. You’ve bought me yet again. Why do I have to fall in love with a show so confusing, demented, and even maniacal to the point where I can’t stop my fingers from writing my perception to each of its episodes?
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