From 2007 to 2009 I worked in a studio in the Southeast suburban area of Amsterdam on the ground floor of a typical Bijlmer ‘honey comb’ high-rise building. Witnessing the intricate choreographed game of dealing, I got to know some of the ‘junkies’ who lived in a housing project called ‘Domus’. Homeless drug users with a lot of ‘police encounters’ are offered a room and treatment program by The Salvation Army.

From the text Dancers and Runners / Tracing the Mother Key

Morpheus: ‘Do you believe in fate, Neo?’
Neo: ‘No.’
Morpheus: ‘Why not?’
Neo: ‘Because I don’t like the idea that I am not in control of my life.’
Morpheus: ‘This is your last chance. After this, there is no turning back. You take the blue pill – the story ends, you wake up in your bed and believe whatever you want to believe. You take the red pill – you stay in Wonderland and I show you how deep the rabbit-hole goes.’
From the film The Matrix (1999), Wachowski brothers