'Double Dad': Who Is Her Real Father?
Vicenza, a Brazilian girl, goes on a quest by herself to find out who her birth father is by gathering clues.

SET LIST "Wilderness" - 0:21 "Catastrophe and the Cure" - 4:36 "Greet Death" - 13:15 "Logic of a Dream" - 21:41 "The Ecstatics" - 28:22 "The Birth and Death of the Day" - 31:50 "With Tired Eyes, Tired Minds, Tired Souls, We Slept" - 38:28 "Colors In Space" - 51:06 "Your Hand In Mine" - 58:33 "Disintegration Anxiety" - 1:07:20 "The Only Moment We Were Alone" - 1:11:33
Vicenza, a Brazilian girl, goes on a quest by herself to find out who her birth father is by gathering clues.
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