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What we do we keep a secret. We are not to be seen or heard by the rest of the world.

– Mark Simo –

Dirty Art Club – Basement Seance

Angela: I can’t access my past. It’s top secret.

AndrÃ : That sucks.

Angel-A (Bjork-Venus as a boy)

Cry me a river

So I can float over to you

The bearer to deliver the news

I’m over the moon

and underfoot

All these elixirs would be moot

‘Cause if we knew where we belong

There’d be no doubt where we’re from

But as it stands, we don’t have a clue

Especially me and probably you …

Low – Especially me

Whenever I’m down

I call on you my friend

A helping hand you lend

In my time of need

Whenever I’m down

I call on you my friend …

Listen, Listen …

Whenever I’m down

And all that’s going on

is really going on

just one of those days

you say the right things

to keep me moving on

to keep me going strong …

Groove Armada – My friend

Ph : Lena Melnik

Lost in the cell, in this hell

Slave to the rhythm of the corporate prison …

Grace Jones – Corporate Cannibal (Atticus Ross Mix)

Ph : Helmut Newton