Not "skip-coffee" broke. Põrmus broke. Her monthly student stipend had just run out, her part-time gig at the independent cinema Sõprus had cut hours, and her landlord had raised the rent on her tiny korter near the Emajõgi River. She had spent her last free euros on a second-hand copy of Veiko Õunpuu's "Sügisball" on DVD, only to find it scratched and unplayable.

The National Library of Estonia in Tallinn was a brutalist fortress of knowledge. Marta took the morning bus from Tartu, clutching her student ID like a holy relic. The librarian, an elderly woman named Anne who smelled of old paper and chamomile tea, raised an eyebrow.

She passed with an A.

" Eesti filmid tasuta? " Anne repeated, as if Marta had asked for free unicorn rides. "You want the Eesti Filmi Andmebaas (EFIS). But remote access is restricted to on-site terminals for certain films due to licensing. Copyright, you understand. Some films are free. Some... are not."