When parental "family business" turns into eternal free labor, and the apartment is not so much a place to live as a battlefield for inheritance and freedom, you realize: growing up is the art of survival in an absurd household. Here and mom with face polishing on son's money, and sister with a mustache, and father's "financial lessons" about divorce, and endless attempts to let go in independence, which no one really wants to see. All this with a touch of tired irony about feminism, family debt, and the impossibility of just being yourself without other people's expectations.
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