Who can blame mother nature for hiding this town in the midst of woods and fog. In a town with so many secrets, our only escape is a red room full of dreams — or is dreams full of a red room? Where does the line between reality and imagination start and end? There is no escaping the monsters that live with us. Our hope falls on the outsider. The one free of this towns grasp. But how can we save the good-hearted outsider from the never-ending eclipse that covers this town in eternal darkness?
Twin Peaks - David Lynch
I love you Twin Peaks.
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