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Panes et Circenses 1999 A.D. While the mass-media machine is continously pushing people towards lined-up rows of cheap cafes and not-so-cheap clubs, the Freestyle team uncovers these centres of rotten amusement... Take a look at these pictures and do not be surprised by the dumbfounded look on the faces of these people, the tasteless decoration on the outside, the guards at the door - just begging to plant their fists in your face... It's all there, people. You want to know what's it like inside : the stench is that of testosteron and spoiled beer (NOT a good combination). In the cafes, drunk men try to seduce sleazy women, the music booms over their head while the dj (also drunk) grabs another pile of fluorescent cd boxes. In the clubs, the dress-code is just a masquerade for the hollow-minded events going on inside. Big money runs the marketing for their parties. To be hip or not to be, is their motto. We at Freestyle hereby declare these places to be dead, devoid of creativity, of humanity, of fresh music, of honesty and pure fun. We declare these places to be rotten, full of fake amusement, prehistoric ways of furfilling beast-like needs, crap music made by fruitcake people, for fruitcake people. We declare these PLACES NOT TO BE. Stay clear. P.S. These pictures were taken while, in certain instants, endangering our own health, as the owner of such a place was stabbed the night before the Freestyle team infiltrated this district. If you ever come to K-Town and recognize any of these buildings, people or streets, please be warned you are there on your own risk and we advised you to stay away. We hereby take no responsability for theft or accidents. -The Freestyle team- |
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