At that point, anything goes: the fourth wall comes down, the explored universes are superimposed, the dancers ham it up, come down among the spectators, talk, smoke, pass through, play with the etiquette of applause, build up the hype amid a consciously calculated disorder that remains sensual.
Là, tout devient permis: le quatrième mur tombe, les univers explorés se superposent, les danseurs cabotinent, descendent parmi les spectateurs, glosent, fument, se court-circuitent, jouent des codes des applaudissements, étirent la sauce dans un désordre savamment calculé qui reste sensuel.