Appeared out of nowhere, a half naked
belly dancer pranced to the rhythm of a drumming band. Leading her was a sweltering
sound of the bag piper. Her marionette-like movement
mobile by the stilts reminded me a scene from a Terry Giliam's movie.
Joining from
one melody to another, this unusual couple floated out from the desert like
thin air and blended into the eclectic of things.
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