75 stage name Not for her, Iphigenia the badger, who watched movies for work and watched movies for passion, convinced as she was that she would have learned to really see only by closing her eyes, entering the black granite world of the blind ones, and letting herself go to the imagination; in order to do this, she asked the imagination of others for help, and she relied on enlightened writers and directors, cellulose and celluloid, as they were her good teachers. She turned the brass-plated key in the lock and found herself in the Room One-Zero-One, in which - despite the long series of oddities just passed, and certainly coming, within that bizarre hotel - she felt perfectly comfortable, now that she was getting used to seeing like the blind. On the desk, some understated brochures were reciting: Welcome to the Grand Hotel Lanthimos.
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