voyeurnation

lights directed at windows and mirrors. "mirror, mirror on the wall, is there anyone as shallow as i am?" "no baby, you're the best. you'll fuck your way to the top. keep it up!" flashes de câmeras gelando instantâneos de pessoas ocas. who really gives a shit about their clothes, shoes and hair? success and fame is just around the corner. all it takes is to sell your soul. "is that it? a bargain..." quando é que a inexistência de personalidade passou a ser um traço de personalidade? quando é que a infecção ocorreu? when exactly did we all fall asleep, to wake up in this upside-down world? why does it have to be like that? CCTV footage is the next major entertainment. spotting the odd celebrity in the dark recesses of your nearest town drinking/taking drugs/having sex/all of the above/all of the above plus midgets. let's all just live under the illusion. it's easier and less painful, it seems...