"Rik, help me , help me Rik"

After traveling the world mister Rik settles in Toronto and begins visiting the cultural hotspots and attending events which inspire a sense of... a glimpse of... truth. Through these doors come the people who play the roles that must be played, who sing the songs that turn the muses heads, who paint or design, or sculpt that which cannot be said. Welcome. Have a drink. Mango juice? Cinzano and soda? A double long espresso? Something to eat?

Rik shows you to a seat with a fine view of both the Canadian landscape and the goings on around the café. You feel like a character in a movie.

The dancers have come onstage and all attention turns to the stage. You notice, in a corner, someone occasionally peering over a book. There is an air of mystery pervading the nightclub. You can't put your finger on it but...

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