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once more, with feeling and backwards in heels with a swinging eighth whilst looking in the mirror

text image in a heart shape reads: we dance in circles: Highland, ceilidh, ballet, country, disco, swing, jazz, tap. Circles: it's how you come back to yourself, to hear your own heart beat joyful with other hearts - united. But, without lines of connection it's not revolutionary it's evolutionary just an egoic geometry