This spectacular number made me think of Mad Max. What ballet looks like after the apocalypse.
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I’m fine, why do you ask?
Why am I?
Non chi sa.
And, if anybody tries to tell you that they know the answer as to “why” we all are, trust me,
they are fooling themselves.
It’s best not to let them fool you too.
People can draw conclusions and make educated (or fantasy) guesses, but one of the great mysteries of life is that truthfully we have no idea why we are here. I can live with that. I do every day.



















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