So I just finished the final episode of Better Call Saul. What an ending. I’m blown away – as I expected. The entire series may not have been quite as good as breaking bad, but it was the best thing I watched on television nonetheless.

It’s weird that this show is over. I’ve spent 13 years in New Mexico, following two stories about people reinventing themselves and finding out who they are. Oh, and about drugs and money. And now it’s just gone. No more unexpected plot twists. No more incredible montages. No more wonderful, drawn-out cinematography and storytelling that takes its time.

Albaquerque, I’m gonna miss you.


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