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Pulse

Updated: Jan 23


By: Chiara Laricchiuta


A rapture of comedy and tragedy wrapped around long legs carrying emotions that create their own sound.


A cultural identity unveiled, an urgency of pleasure, a sensual trance embodying hues of red and black, swirling, twirling, making love a dance and a dance, love.


Lifting your soul into a state of ecstasy.


The body becomes a tongue, twisting, speaking its own decadent dialect bursting with hot cinnamon flavor.


A subtext of hardship riddled with rhythms, beats, patterns, swaying through memories and fantasies, nostalgia blurring reality, carrying you deeper into the mystery of the moment until you become the dance. 


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