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The day horror went into overdrive!

April 17, 2014

Maximum Overdrive (1986)

Wednesday April 23rd

Film starts at 8pm

Lady Jay’s633 Grand St, between Manhattan & Leonard, Brooklyn, NY 11211

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“Honey, come on over here, sugar buns! This machine just called me an asshole”

The film opens with a cameo of Stephen King trying to get cash out of an ATM machine. The odd computerized response is our first tip off that something ‘aint quite right.

When a mysterious rogue comet, Rhea-M, passes close to the earth, machines all over the world come to life and go on a homicidal rampage. A group of people in a desolate truck stop, the Dixie Boy, just outside Wilmington, North Carolina are held hostage by a gang of homicidal 18-wheelers, led by a “Happy Toyz Co.” 1977 Western Star 4864 truck which has the face of the Green Goblin from Spider-Man, mounted on its front grill. The marauding trucks show no mercy on the helpless humans, and turns the tables on “man over machine”, by forcing the hostages to fill their tanks with fuel in order to continue to terrorize them. Ah irony!

“Mosta them god damn things got no right t’be runnin’! They s’posed to be depoted!”

The frightened people, led by Emilio Estevez (as an ex con given a shot to make good) set out to defeat the killer machines…or be killed by them, though in classic Stephen King style, the film is left hanging at the end, as we realize the comet’s tail may be longer than expected….

Joe: “What do you think happened here?”
“Fucked if I know, Bubba. Fucked if I know”

Maximum Overdrive is the only film directed by Stephen King, in addition to being written by him. In a 2002 interview with Tony Magistrale for the novel Hollywood’s Stephen King, King stated that he was “coked out of my mind all through its production, and I really didn’t know what I was doing.” In spite of this, King stated in the same interview that he “learned a lot from the experience,” and would “like to try directing again sometime.” (courtesy Wikipedia)

Check out all the vehicles from the film on IMCDb

Maximum Overdrive also sports an all AC/DC soundtrack (Stephen King’s favorite band). The albumWho Made Who, includes Who Made WhoYou Shook Me All Night Long, and , and Hells Bells.

- Corinna Mantlo, Cine Meccanica

Maximum Overdrive Trailer

AC/DC “Who made Who” album


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CM April 2014

One for Each of the Deadly Sins…Blessed by the Devil Himself!

April 10, 2014

The Savage Seven (1968)

Wednesday April 16th

Film starts at 8pm

Lady Jay’s633 Grand St, between Manhattan & Leonard, Brooklyn, NY 11211

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Savage_seven One for Each of the Deadly Sins…Blessed by the Devil Himself!

Motorcycle madmen marauding on their menacing machines making minced meat of any macho man who might try to mensurate his might, leaving them mewling in their mitts.

The Savage Seven are merciless mercenaries with metagnostic morals and a malism towards mankind. Seven savage scofflaws scowling at society.


Violent in anger. Savage in love . . . . Defiant in play!! 

These are the exact words that ran through my head after I finished this film for the very first time. When I was around ten years old I asked the man across the street with the long hair, beard, and a motorcycle “what exactly do bikers do all day?”

. . . without responding he opened his garage and reached up to a shelf. Sliding his hand under a folded saddle blanket, he pulled out an old beat up VHS tape. Extending his scarred and tattooed arm, he handed the tape over to me. His fingers were gnarly, dirt under every nail. His hands covered with cuts, cigarette stains, and bruised knuckles.


Riding Like Outlaws of Another Day…Violent…Defiant!

I nodded in silence, then turned and crossed the street back to my family’s second floor Bronx apartment to watch what would become my new favorite movie.

Directed by New York City Native Richard Rush, this 1968 film spawned Penny Marshall’s acting career. The Savage Seven follows the exploits of a greedy business man who attempts to pit two fringe groups against each other in a plot that eventually falls apart.


The roar of their pipes is their battle cry… the open road their killing ground!

Packed with hilarious stereotypes, outrageous fight scenes, globs of blood, and some pretty entertaining one liners like – “Hey man, you barfed on my broad!” – The Savage Seven will get even your most stale, least personable friend who’s no fun at all, and never has a good time no matter what you do, to crack a smile.

. . . that’s if you can drag them out of the house long enough to watch it.

- Brian Darwas


Read an interview with filmmaker Brian Darwas here: The Motorcycle Film Festival

Check out his films here: Atomic Hot Rods



CM April 2014

Rebellion is the only thing that keeps you alive!

April 4, 2014

The Girl on a Motorcycle (1968)

Wednesday April 9th

Film starts at 8pm

Lady Jay’s633 Grand St, between Manhattan & Leonard, Brooklyn, NY 11211

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Directed by Jack Cardiff (the renowned cinematographer), and based on the novel The Girl on the Motorcycle (Le motocyclette) by André Pieyre de Mandiargues (1966)

Now you know the thrill of wrapping your legs around a tornado of pounding pistons.

In the early morning light, after a night of trippy, existential dreams, Rebecca (Marianne Faithfull) sneaks out of her bed in Alsace, France where her stable, school teacher husband, Raymond (Roger Mutton) sleeps.

She goes… as far as she want. as fast as she wants. straddling the potency of a 100 wild horses

Zipping herself into a black leather jumpsuit, she climbs onto her Harley and heads for Heidelberg, Germany to her dark, dangerous, ex motorcycle racing lover, Daniel (played by Alain Delon, referred to as the French James Dean, and the male Brigitte Bardot).

Riding through the European countryside, Rebecca is free and alone on the open road, full of excitement and anticipation in seeing her Daniel.

Flashbacks tell the story of how they first met. While working at her father’s bookshop, Daniel looking for a rare book, takes her out for a ride on his Norton Atlas. The affair begins.

Daniel, to whom the affair is clearly nothing more than an affair, makes a rather posturing, inappropriate wedding gift to Rebecca of the Harley. Delivered to her father’s shop, Raymond is confused and hurt, but tells her to keep it if it will make her happy.

Finally arriving in Heidelberg, Rebecca is ecstatic. She throws herself into Daniels arms in an exhausted frenzy. The rendevouz is short lived however, as the moment she sees Daniel, her thoughts switch to longing for Raymond.

We see a now more complex Raymond. He’s Very similar to Daniel we discover, and dark in his own way. They both teach, they both smoke pipes, and in many ways they are both very much like her father.

Weeping in a café, she tries to write a letter to end it with Daniel but is unable. It seems clear nothing will change. Wadding up the tear stained letter, she storms out. Full of love and defiant conviction that she has done nothing wrong and that she should have them both.

Now her thoughts are of nothing but the Harley and the road. She speeds towards home and Raymond, knowing she will soon once again be in Heidelberg with Daniel. Laughing, weeping, pushing the bike faster and faster. Weaving in and out of traffic, she is at peace. She is happy alone on the road. Racing towards the future and with no regard for the past.

WHAM! Head on, into a truck. A huge ball of flames and a slow pan out to show the pileup and spectators running towards the scene.


Full album of screen shots HERE

Alain Delon on Marianne Faithfull: “She is a happening all to herself. She is the type of girl men fought dragons for in mythology, the type that duels have been fought over.”

(from an interview with the actors on the making of Girl on a Motorcycle in the October 1968 issue of ABC Film Review, by Philip Bradford)



CM April 2014

A Cross Country Road Wreck!

March 29, 2014

Death Race 2000 (1975)

Wednesday, April 2nd

Film starts at 8pm

Lady Jay’s633 Grand St, between Manhattan & Leonard, Brooklyn, NY 11211

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Oh great American multitude and sports fans everywhere

Oh 2000, now so far in the rear view mirror. If only you were closer than you seem. How I miss the rule of the fascist police state we once knew as the United Providences. Oh Mr. P. How we loved you, and you loved us. Will we ever again have a president who knew what we wanted, and what was good for us. Who watched us thrill at the catastrophic gore of the great 1979 Highway Pile Up. Who saw how it cheered our deadened souls and so instituted promptly there after, the great and glorious Transcontinental Road Race.

Euthenasia day at the geriatric center. They do it every year.

What a great day that was each year there after, when we had our blood lust satiated by those brave drivers and their lovely navigators gunning it for California in a cloud of exhaust fumes and the sweet stench of burning fossil fuels. How we thrilled at their detours to run down men, women and children alike for 10, 30, yes even 100 points a pop. Oh, our joyous Hit & Run heroes of the millennium road. And as is always the case, even this gilded class of deadly racers has their own hero. Our own, righteous racer. The man torn limb from limb and yet risen year after year to claim his place by Mr. P as the one and only victorious winner of the annual Transcontinental Race…We loved you, dear disemboweler of the masses. Frankenstein Lives!!!!!

In the name of humanity. Let operation Anti Race begin!

Who at the time would have thought in such a blissful and bloody utopia as this, a sinister, underground resistance would be brewing? Who could fathom not just an ill-informed sole, but yes a whole movement of ‘citizens’ so hateful of our national past time, our patriotic rite and joy, that they would rise up to strike against our horsepower heroes. All this hatred, just to save the lives of a few paltry, yet valiant pedestrians. Their movement based solely on the selfish notion that pedestrians lives are devalued by becoming a speed bump for glory. Do we not smother their loved ones with material wealth? Do we not bury them at the state’s expense and drape them with all the honors owed them as the victorious fallen of our great land?

You’re blocking me Cleopatra! My fans want to see me.

And so it was, on this now historic day of the Transcontinental Race, the 20th annual to be exact, that we watched through the eyes of our friends on TV, as the best of the best peeled out from the starting line in New York City. Oh, how their names would go down in infamy…

Whoever named your car the Bull… was only half right!

Calamity Jane, Nero the Hero, Matilda the Hun, Machine Gun Joe, and of course our own, beloved, masked, Frankenstein. But why, oh why on this year after 3 straight wins with only a lost leg, arm and eye to show for them, did dear Frankenstein take such a risk to put his life and win in the hands of an unknown co-pilot, this blonde vixen, Annie, lovely as she may have been.

Anne: Wait a minute. I don’t want you to die.

Frankenstein: It’s my life’s work

And so it began. But not as in years past. This time, as they barreled through state after state, they were met with acts of roadrunner style sabotage. Our dear  racers being picked off one by one along their victory ride. oh how we cringed as the teams’ own kill numbers began to rival the valiant kill point scores.

You know Myra, some people might think you’re cute. But me, I think you’re one very large baked potato.

How could we ever have believed as we watched, that these acts of heresy, treason even, reeking havoc on our heroes was not the work of the dastardly French (as it always is) as the news reported so eloquently, but instead that of this new and cancerous resistance, led by Thomasina Paine? And oh the horror as it became clear the resistance was being guided from within by their own navigator of dissention, the lovely but diabolical Annie  (Thomasina’s own granddaughter), sitting beside our own dear Frankenstein!

She was a great, dear friend of mine and I shall remember her forever howling down that freeway in the sky, knocking over… the angels.

How hard it is to this day, to believe what unfolded as the remaining chariots of patriotism approached California. Splattered in victorious gore and eager to claim their prize and shake the hand of dear Mr. P.  So hard to believe our own news announcers, those beloved TV friends, could have been wrong about the French. For again friends, it has always been the French.

Well, what does she expect? You leave your navigator lying around, naturally somebody is going to run over him.

Glued to the TV as the finish line approached, with only one car left to reach it, that of our own, dear Frankenstein. That masked and battered defender of liberty, the sole competitor and rightful winner, climbed the stairs of victory to be embraced by Mr. P. Just then, a gun shot rang out and our masked racer fell.

Your life, in return for the permanent abolition of the race

While from the crowd, that dastardly Thomasina Paine invoked the name of the Resistance and swore death to the ‘transcontinental rape’ while brandishing the smoking pistol. In a rush, the mask was removed and our hero shown to be an imposter. There she lay. Agent Annie, puppet of the resistance. Wounded and holding a knife in her pretty, treasonous hand. A shriek of horror from the crowd, as Thomasina saw she had in fact shot her own granddaughter.

You want to make love to me because I drive the Monster and wear this costume.

But then, it happened. And this friends, I will never fathom. Dear Frankenstein himself seeing Annie shot, guns his car direct at the podium and without thought, senselessly runs down nd kills our loyal leader, our own President. In one single moment, a life greater than all our combined snuffed out. So callous an assassination. As if Mr. P was only a pedestrian and not a president. Nothing more than a point kill.

As to this matter of violence…

And with that, dear friends, we lost our race forever. The new millennium was upon us. One where Frankenstein, now no true patriots’ hero, nor even a valiant race worn cripple, as we came to learn his amputations were no ore than a costume, was president. With Annie beside him and Thomasina as a second, and this land of ours now run by the once underground resistance became a place where a single, lowly life is more important than the whole. Oh that I could lie down once more in front of a proud racer, my point value pinned proudly to my chest and at ease in my heart that Mr. P and the TV friends would carry on for my brethren. Maintaining our daily contentment, and protecting us from ourselves. We Loved you. Oh how we loved you.

10 points!

Produced by legendary Roger Corman, directed by the late cult filmmaker Paul Bartel, and starring David Carradine and Sylvester Stallone, this one is for my father, Bill Mantlo. My hero and defender of justice who would maniacally scream ’10 points!‘ every time a little old lady walked in front of our car. It took me ’til I was 14 to get the reference.

- Corinna


Hell on Wheels!

March 23, 2014

Roadracers (1994)

Wednesday, March 26th

Film starts at 8pm

Lady Jay’s633 Grand St, between Manhattan & Leonard, Brooklyn, NY 11211

Free Popcorn, Juke Box Meccanica, $2 Bingo for Prizes, PRIZES! 

And stick around after the flicks, at 10pm for DJ Greg-Gory spinning Rockabilly, Psychobilly, Surf, Garage, R&B and the tunes of Juke Box Meccanica at The Record Hop Rumble!!! (poster below)

Sarge: Hey, now you pay attention to something here. These kids ain’t the same anymore. And you know what’s behind it all? Rock ‘n’ roll. That music is turning the kids into a bunch of sex hungry, beer drinking, road racing werewolves. 

Where should I begin? Well this film has it all, all as far as this film critic has any concerns. From action to comedy to romance to sci-fi and most important, Rock-n-roll.

Nixer: Little dab’ll do ya. 
Dude: Hell on wheels. 
Yes, from the very first scene which is a car chase to the last scene which is also a car chase. I first viewed this gem with my former bandmate/roommate at the time Harley Davidson. A younger Robert Rodriguez directed this retro made modern timeless tale which stars David Arquette (Dude) and Salma Hayek (Donna) as the two estranged lovers caught in a small Texas early 60′s town which Gene Pitneys’ ” Town without pity ” tune comes to mind to describe their harrowed romantic plight which only they can truly appreciate.

Nixer: I know you hate this town. I know you hate Teddy; I do, too. But I also know you love your music. So fight for what you love… not for what you hate.
Before this film came out I really did not take note of David’s prior or later performances. He truly earned my respect though after this Made for Showtime TV film was created. I always considered Salma to be pretty but after Roadracers I thought her downright sizzling.

Sarge: Y’know, I’m so close to kicking your ass right now, I can damn near taste it. 
Dude: It’s got a bit of a wing to it, don’t it? 
For the music score there is everything from Link Wray to Hazil Adkins to Gene Vincent. The comedic parts are almost cartoon like in their absurdness yet they are real life actors, actresses. From the race with the Sheriffs son (Arquette’s Antagonist) to the roller rink hi jinks and the discovery of Arquette’s favorite local band being sell outs. You will meet J.T., a greasy spoon Cook who deals out poignant words of philosophical nature alongside his not so appreciated burgers and fries. You can’t ever forget Dudes’ sidekick Nixer whose antics and chemistry add even more to this flick. Then there is the evil Sheriff who apparently is trying to either incarcerate Dude or chase him out of town as he did to Dudes’ father. The evil sheriff has an evil spawn who the Sheriff is trying 24/7 to get him to take care of eradicating dude from the picture. Let us not forget the sci-fi movie that tends to permeate the theme of this movie. The main actor (Miles) from ” Invasion of The Body Snatchers ” has a great bit part as well making one think (just a little) as one rolls off ones chair with raucous laughter.

You’re just a fadin’ image in my rearview mirror 

Even the quotes in this film are witty and unforgettable. From the Sheriffs philosophy of the then youth “Nothin’ but a bunch of beer drinkin’, road racin’ werewolves” and lets not forget what the good Sheriff tells his number one in regards to not getting rid of Dude in a timely manner…”If excuses were worth a cent you’d be a silver fuckin’ dollar” My personal fave is when Dude is givin’ his last regards to Donna….Donna says with big lamb eyes all prettied up” Where does that leave me? ” where Dude replies before leaving rubber “You’re just a fadin’ image in my rearview mirror”.
If you do anything worthwhile anytime soon make sure you go check this flick out….and soon!!!

- Les VegasEntertainer, bad poet and sophisticated drunk

The making of a Degenerate Hot Rod Flick

Rebel Highway was a short-lived revival of American International Pictures created and produced by Lou Arkoff, the son of Samuel Z. Arkoff and Debra Hill for the Showtime channel in 1994. The concept was 10-week series of 1950s “drive-in classic” B-movies remade “with a ’90s edge”. The impetus for the series, according to Arkoff was, “what it would be like if you made Rebel Without a Cause today. It would be more lurid, sexier, and much more dangerous, and you definitely would have had Natalie Wood‘s top off”. Originally, Arkoff wanted to call the series, Raging Hormones but Showtime decided on Rebel Highway instead. Arkoff and Hill invited several directors to pick a title from one of Samuel Arkoff’s movies, hire their own writers and create a story that could resemble the original if they wanted. In addition, they had the right to a final cut and select their own director of photography and the editor. Each director was given a $1.3 million budget and 12 days to shoot it with a cast of young, up and coming actors and actresses. According to Arkoff, the appeal to directors was that, “They weren’t hampered by big studios saying, ‘You can’t do this or that.’ And all the directors paid very close attention to the detail of the era. We want these shows to be fun for the younger generation and fun for the older generation”.

The series premiered with Robert Rodriguez‘s Roadracers on July 22, 1994.

The Rebel Highway films


A Look At Life

March 21, 2014

Screen Shot 2014-03-21 at 1.23.02 PMLook at Life was a regular British series of short documentary films of which over 500 were produced between 1959 and 1969 by the Special Features Division of the Rank Organisation for screening in their Odeon and Gaumont cinemas. The films always preceded the main feature film that was being shown in the cinema that week. It replaced the circuit’s newsreel, Universal News, which had become increasingly irrelevant in the face of more immediate news media, particularly on television with the launch of ITN on the Independent Television service, which began broadcasting in parts of the United Kingdom in 1955.


Scooter Community


Produced on 35mm film and in Eastmancolor, these ten-minute ‘featurettes’ melded a light-hearted magazine format with a more in depth documentary approach and depicted aspects of life, mainly in Britain, but sometimes further afield. The films often depicted elements of the ‘jet age’, demonstrating advances in technology and a reflection on the changing tastes, fashions and trends representative of the so-called ‘swinging sixties’ era, which were often portrayed in a glossy, vibrant and optimistic way. The films also reported on topical issues that were affecting modern day society such as road safety, civil defence and pollution, and often sought to explain the rapid changes that were taking place in the country in an entertaining and informative narrative. Look at Life also took its cameras abroad to focus on events and affairs within the Commonwealth and British colonies including Aden, Gibraltar and the ever diminishing British controlled areas of Africa. Look at Life cameras were also offered exclusive access behind the Iron Curtain to present life in theEastern Bloc, particularly in East Berlin and the Soviet Union.


The Ton Up Boys


The films were generally narrated in the style typical of newsreel films with a principal voice-over while letting the images tell the story. The narration was generally spoken over the natural sounds of the subject being discussed such as motor traffic or the activities within a workplace and with musical accompaniment. People who were featured in the programmes were seldom heard to speak unless as background sound, their activities and interactions with others generally being commented upon by the narrator. Otherwise the subject of the film or clip would address the camera directly or perform in a given situation, both in a staged and a scripted manner whereby the narrator could often add a humorous or ironic comment in the context of the subject. On occasions an expert or professional in the field of the subject could be seen to present the film directly to camera and provide voice overs. However, in the most part, the narration of the films was provided by well known celebrities and presenters of the time including Raymond Baxter, Eamonn Andrewsand Sid James, but the majority of the films were narrated by actor Tim Turner. At the end of each film the caption “Look At Life Again Soon” would appear on screen.




When the first issue of Look At Life ‘Marrakesh’ was released in March 1959, it was hailed in the trade journals as an ‘exciting venture in film journalism’ and Rank announced this innovation would have ‘a more lasting impact than the present ephemeral newsreel content.’ Look at Life was a popular formula but did become rather frozen in time with its light hearted presentation and jaunty theme tune and despite subtle changes to the opening titles, their graphics and the introduction of the Rank ‘gong’ logo at the beginning of later films. Television led audiences into a documentary world that had more grit and less glamour than the relative escapism of the cinema and by 1969 Rank could no longer ensure the survival of the series and the concept waned just as other newsreels and magazine films also available at that time, such as the Pathé Pictorial which was shown on the rival ABC cinema circuit, and as cinema audience continued to decline rapidly on the verge of the 1970s.


Horse Power Riders


Over 500 episodes were produced altogether. Digitally restored from the original film, the Look at Life series is now licensed by ITV Studios Global Entertainment, previously known on screen as Granada Ventures and distributed by Network DVD. Many of the films have not been seen in full since their original showing in the cinemas, although a number of films have been previously released on Super 8 and more recently on DVD in themed categories. These include Look at Life – Swinging London, which explore elements of contemporary London life, work and traditions and Look at Life – On the Railways, which represented the great changes that were taking place to Britain’s railways in the wake of the modernisation programme and the decline of steam. However Network has gradually released box sets of the films in volumes. Volume 1 – Transport is a four disk compilation released in 2010 and contains 54 films on the theme of transport. Look at Life Volume 2 – Military was released in June 2011, while Volume 3 – Science was released in September 2011.

Two further volumes, Volume 4 – Sport and Volume 5 – Cultural Heritage, were for released in August and November 2012 respectively. Volume 6 – World Affairs was released on the 1 February 2013.

In November 2012, the series Britain on Film commissioned by BBC Scotland for broadcast on BBC Four began a twenty-part series providing an insight into life in Britain in the 1960s exclusively featuring footage from the Look at Life series. Distributed by ITN Source, a partly owned subsidiary of ITV Plc, each episode features a different aspect of British life and culture during the decade, including the changing role of women and how leisure time was spend including the rising popularity of overseas travel. It is presented with original commentary from the series with captions to provide the contemporary viewer with explanation.

- text from Wikipedia

Choppers aren’t practical.

March 16, 2014

6 Over (2012)

Wednesday, March 19th

Film starts at 8pm

Lady Jay’s633 Grand St, between Manhattan & Leonard, Brooklyn, NY 11211

Free Popcorn, Juke Box Meccanica, $2 Bingo for Prizes, PRIZES!

6+overEverything’s so damn comfortable now

A film by Michael Schmidt. This 2012 documentary presented by Dice Magazine and Wild Honey productions features 6 builders as they build and ride.

Jeremiah Armenta

Kim Boyle

Eddie Cleveland

Caleb Owens

Max Schaaf

Jason Webber

227876237_640Fuck, it feels good to sleep on the ground sometimes

The film starts out a bit bros being bros, while they explain the bikes they build and how they got into it, rather awkwardly. About half way through though, the pace changes, Spanish guitar kicks in and the fellas become more animated.

6over3_cmNo more monkeys in space

Max on painting and looking look down the road through short bars is great and every interview after is grins and tales of the road and wrenching. The film follows the builders from Born Free, to The Brooklyn Invitational, Hell On Wheels MC motocross event, and the El Diablo Run, and by the end you are left curious to see what bikes they’ll build next.

6over_endIf you’re running old bikes cross country, I wanna go too.

The final scene leaves off in the desert with a chic 70’s style drag race and tooling around the desert scene which is a bit hokey but also reminiscent of so many 70’s chopper flicks screened here at Cine Meccanica…maybe minus a good bike dragging. All in all, a great look at some modern builders all of whom I’m a fan of, and I look forward to seeing the next films by the filmmaker and production teams.

- Corinna


<p><a href=”″>6 Over – Teaser</a> from <a href=”″>Wild Honey Productions</a> on <a href=””>Vimeo</a&gt;.</p>

The soundtrack includes awesome tracks by Thee Cormans, The Black Tibetans, and Michael Heart.


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