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Day 10 - I wrote about home yesterday

The video is in Black and White and the lens of the phone is scratched, on top of this there is no good lighting. The dancer starts crouching in front of the camera and then comes closer inside the screen’s light. They are moving to a song we can’t hear, alternating fluid moves with sudden changes. The dancer is having a flare of pain, it’s hard to dance, it’s hard to care. Behind, the cats : one is wandering with the dancer, the other watching from their cat tree in the top right corner, close to a source of light. You can also mainly see a bed where the dancer spends their day, in pain, with a hot water bottle. In their veins, codeine running.


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