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Don't open that door! Psycho made slasher films a hallmark of the horror genre; explore iconic hackers, slashers, and chainsaw-wielding psychopaths, from the safety of your living room.
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(One Night's Story) The drought has been going on for a long time, the canals have dried up, the trees are drying up all around, people's cows and goats are dying due to lack of grass.... Shiuli's two cows have died, they are suffering from lack of food. Their father used to catch fish in the canal and sell them in the market, but there are no clouds, the canal has dried up. Their house is not near the food at night. The younger brother is crying because of hunger. Shiuli is sitting with her mother in her arms. Sheuli does all the work. The father goes fishing. But because of the lack of clouds for a long time, everything has become chaotic. It is 10 o'clock at night and his father is not coming. The younger brother is crying. A house alone. At the call of Maghrib, Shiuli's father always comes. He never lets them be alone at night. But what happened today? He has not seen his father. Today, suddenly the wind started blowing. Shiuli is sitting near the door. The wind is blowing outside. Shiuli's hair is flying. A beautiful scene has emerged in the light of the hurricane. Suddenly, I saw my father coming from afar, with a market bag in his hand. A smile on his father's face. He brought a big fish. Rice. This is it. Where did my father get the money? I am sitting in the market today feeling sad. I don't know what to do. Then a customer came to me. When the fish was being sold. He used to take fish all the time,,,,, He took a lot of fish, when he saw me he said what's up Mia you can't be seen now,,, I came to the market looking for you but I can't find you anywhere,,,,,,, I asked people who they were but someone said you have given up this business now,,,,,,,, what is the truth you have not given up
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