By Alejandro Villa Vásquez I walked out of the movie theater after seeing Encanto with a lump still in my throat. An almost smug feeling of triumph battled a fearful thought: what I had just witnessed was not for a greater good. Even before I sat in a pleather recliner at the Regal movie theater in Battery Park, I kept replaying the original trailer
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