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Oh. I think I can see a new public room coming soon. This is perfect. I love the Emilie Autumn poetry plaguing the walls with contempt and heartbreak, just exactly what you would expect... like the walls themselves are holding all the pain for all the people... their histories, their stories... in snippets of poetry. The lighting, the textures, the set up. Perfect.
Rating:  [5 of 5 Flaming Jalapenos!] |
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