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Once a thought comes to my mind. It seems so alien and so different from others. It’s either cheeky or foolish, absurd or superlogical. Like a grain it’s starting to grow in my head. Where has it come from? The thought itself is developing and starting to displace other thoughts. It’s captivating my attention. Is it me? Who has created that? What should I do with that? Am I able to control the process? Is it necessary? What will it lead to? And yet, where has that grain come from? Choreography [id4801845|Sergey Poyarkov] Performing [id6620438|Igor Chipovsky] Video direction [id12190542|Olga Labovkina]
