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Pain Is Meant To Wake Us Up. People Try To Hide Their Pain. But They're Wrong. Pain Is Something To Carry, Like A Radio. You Feel Your Strength In The Experience Of Pain.

No One Here Gets Out Alive.

Cinema Returns Us To Anima, Religion Of Matter, Which Gives Each Thing Its Special Divinity And Sees Gods In All Things And Beings. Cinema, Heir Of Alchemy, Last Of An Erotic Science.

Are You A Lucky Little Lady In The City Of Light? Or Just Another Lost Angel... City Of Night?

There's The Know. And There's The Unknown. And What Separates The Two Is The Door, And That's What I Wanta Be. Ahh Wanna Be Th' Dooooooooorrr...