Galatea V.:
Bloody history emerging from this window...
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Isolation...
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Visiting hours...
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The lack of...
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Paradox -"teahcing room"- cage...
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Tears
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And in the end, the love you take...
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Youth is a wonderful thing...
Galatea V.:
Hey hey, my my. Rock 'n' roll can never die.
Galatea V.:
I never heard the builders, not a sound.
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Death or glory becomes just another story, Αντώνη!
Galatea V.:
Who in the world am I? Ah, that's the great puzzle.