Whoever Controls The Media, Controls The Mind.

The Gate Is Straight, Deep And Wide, Break On Through To The Other Side...

The World Becomes An Apparently Infinite, Yet Possibly Finite, Card Game. Image Combinations, Permutations, Comprise The World Game.

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

It's Like Gambling Somehow. You Go Out For A Night Of Drinking And You Don't Know Where Your Going To End Up The Next Day. It Could Work Out Good Or It Could Be Disastrous. It's Like The Throw Of The Dice.

Where's Your Will To Be Weird?