So damn beautiful it makes me wanna cry

This review may contain spoilers. I can handle the truth.
What makes a feeling real? Which are the right criteria to define being? What does different really mean? When there's no more space to look for some real connection and the only real emotion comes in a pill does it makes it less concrete?
In a romantic not-so-futuristic version of the future where there's no reason to be afraid of a droid and the only compromise humanity is still longing to accept will be for the perfect match will seems…