We have fallen into a continually drowning swirl where we struggled to shout in silence.
Choreographer's Words
Despite walking on bustling streets, everyone's heart is distant and unreachable. The high wall is built inside their bodies, which is as tall as the skyscraper, is breaking the connection of people in this city. I dwell in a 120 square feet space, being silent and insignificant. There is a glass wall in the air that separates me, her and them. We have fallen into a continually drowning swirl where we struggled to shout in silence.
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