Sitting pretty, well absorbed and conscientiously configuring a few insightful things, She seems to be acting all sorts of iconically reminiscent and in a teenage (dirtbag) heartbeat: these tattooed, torn-apart feet have definitely been to see //
A thousand Bolshoi Ballets and it FEELS
Operationally BOTH IMAGINATIVELY real. A walking, BrEaThIng, talking AND D-A-N-C-I-N-G “robot” of utmost trained and beautifully anticipatory resilience, as her body of beatnik bone looks…
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