We are two. There is the slightest impression of resemblance. We (do not) look alike. Defusing the autonomous impulse without censoring ourselves. A formal exploration of the double in music and in dance. Pedestrian gestures and a collection of passing sounds to express unity as well as the unease it generates. The simplicity of the double brought to light in a game of affirmation and negation.
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