Dane Figueroa Edidi

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The Music/The Spirit/The Dance: Eggun Speak by Dane Figueroa Edidi

In a cabaret I am myself. There is the dangerous expectation of success of a joke, a note, or a dance, and the reality that you are naked before the audience, and have given them the right to judge the inner most parts of your being.

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