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Ash arrives carrying a battered film canister and a smile that doesn’t quite reach their eyes. They move through the room with an ease that suggests they’ve done this before: positioned the projector on a stack of books, dimmed the lamp to a soft halo, and poured the first round. The group settles into mismatched chairs and the window sill, each person a different kind of listener—skeptic, romantic, cinephile, conspiracist—ready to be converted.