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In the Village

THE NATIVES IN THE VILLAGE DANCE IN A TRANCE DIFFERENT AGES HEIGHTS AND SEXES BRIGHT COLORS AND EARTH COLORS BLACK AND BROWN COLORS, PEOPLE AND SPACES CHANGE PLACES UNTIL THEY BECOME ONE LARGE COLOR ONE LARGE SOUND ONE LARGE PLACE ENERGIES MOVE IN AND OUT AND SURROUND THE STREETS AS THE BODIES AND HEARTS OF THE VILLAGE PEOPLE IN FANCY DRESSES CONFORM TO THE BEAT OF THE DRUMS BELLS WHISTLES AND SCREAMS PUT ON YOUR DANCING FACE AND FEET AND YOUR MOVES OF GRACE WEAR YOUR MASKS OF THE GODS AND SPIRITS OF MYTH AND TAKE ON THEIR IDENTITIES IN YOUR MANORS AND MOVES LEGS, FEET, HIPS, BREASTS AND ASSES MOVE OUT IN ALL DIRECTIONS KICKING, SWEEPING AND JERKING TO THE SYNCOPATED RYTHEMS OF THE NIGHT TILL THE NEXT DAY AND BACK TO THE ROUTINE OF MISERY HUNGER AND DISEASE UNTIL THE NEXT DANCE

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Date: 12/7/2011 9:15:00 AM
A well-drawn scene...the dancers come alive in this piece.
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