The title isn't art-house pretentiousness, it's literal: This is a movie about a man named André (Ramos) who runs a copy machine. He lusts after his panty-less co-worker, but he's in love with the young girl who lives across the way from his apartment. He stares at her through his telescope every evening, and finally gets up the courage to go visit her at the clothing store where she works.
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