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Our blow-off-steam night begins (of homemade caramel-pecan-Pisco-coconut-cocoa-nib chocolates and wine from a 5-minute walk away and sultry songs and cajon and guitar and dubstep and eventually late 90s hits for the sake of belting)
I'm Sophia. I show what I see and sing what I hear. I dance with fire, air, on stilts, in water. I think about roots and rhizomes all the time. Mostly I find stillness in chaos and unabridged movement everywhere, and watch my own heart as it opens and closes and opens.
