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Arjun visits Meena. She lives in a crumbling beach house, surrounded by dusty awards. He pleads for the vinyl to digitize and preserve. She refuses, trembling. "That film killed my career," she whispers. "Let it stay dead." During interrogation, Arjun breaks down
Arjun kneels. "I’m sorry."
"I heard your song," she says. "On the radio. They said it was 'newly discovered.' They didn't say my name." For a moment, the inspector’s eyes glisten
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