Bart set up a whole magical world of sophisticated fine sonar technology. We tried to be spectacular and intimate. Bart amplified our voice and noises feeling up the space with life and memories. Sonja had brought us a great photo of a naked model without an ass carrying a disco ball... Can we be spectacular without posing like models? I wonder...
Can we stop being dark, heavy, intellectual, call it the way you want ? We just need to be glorious...
I hid myself in a bag. I got all inside a bag. It was claustrophobic. Domenico dragged me somewhere in the space. I felt alone.
I got out. I tried to sing, to be spectacular, but the atmosphere was low. Why is spectacular not crazy and happy and big and amazing ?
by Pavlos
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