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There is no discipline in these bodies. They do not sleep, suffer or run. Some rock back and forth. Some are static, others play with their movements, but not in space. Bodies that roll, flex or stay still. The game is their ability to make movements that do not surrender to psychology. Their limit is the outline traced by the ink and the black and white colours for the press. They are born from the nib and dressed in shades of grey, the nuance and black powder released by the halftone screen. The bodies play, but do not dance. They have given up their seriousness. Free body movements to have fun and laugh. Short story in five drawings.