Some scenes from the film 'They shoot horses, don't they?' I find them quite inspiring, almost as if our characters have this same tired, run down attitude to what they're doing.
The party must go on, and on, and on... In the not so distant future all festivities are banned. A commune of dissidents gather to celebrate the 'Wintertime Break'. Under siege from the authorities they fight for their right to party, but as the paper hats start to fray and the cheese puffs go stale the revellers become increasingly desperate, searching for ways to make their protest more meaningful or at least more exciting. This isn’t just a normal party; this is a triple X mass.
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