...Dancing, Salah, Les Twins...

...Last Chance To Dance...

I had to take advantage of every beat, every sound, every energy presents in the nightclub, Kalypso... Until dawn! This last evening... To be honest I'm not certain of what it really passed but I danced to burn feet! No fatigue, just the drunkenness of the music and people around me, the present souls were just comforting, because that was only positive!

We were 5: 3 breakdancers (whom the quoted higher), her and me. ...Magic Jacket... She had a sleeveless jacket in jeans on her. She began to be delirious with, saying that she changed her skin by removing it, then rocking everything while dancing when she removed it back. Then she gave it to one of the three guys: the same frenzy, he leaves in an insane madness, I was open-mouthed! Then the music changes, something furthermore smooth. Then she takes off the jacket, and she gave it to the higher quoted breakdancer... I cried! He looked at me in eyes by dancing, I couldn't escape his groove (my heart thrills by writing), my body had dived into his eyes and his dance... And I realized my bliss as he removed the jacket himself and stopped expressing himself. I was ridiculous while he began to give me the jacket... But the third breakdancer went out from nowhere slipped his arms into the jacket to play his role. The higher quoted breakdancer then looked at me and gives a wink of "No worries, you're the next one ;)". Strangely I was serene and motivated. I would have believed my shyness or my reserve superior to my generosity, but no. We shout all for the third breakdancer "Kill it!! Kill the floor come on!!". Oh my god, power, precision, insurance... I strangely thought of Larry at this moment...

His turn ends, I thus was the last one to dance with the Magic Jacket. The last dancer approaches to give me the jacket, I put on it with a wave and undulations as I like to do, on the rhythm with the music... I begin to groove and to move my bust on the music, I listen to, I smell, I feel, I imagine myself in my favorite place to dance, claiming to have earphones and music in ears... And there the beat starts: I raise the head, I plunge my look into those of the famous breakdancer, and begin to dance. My biggest pride was to see his face convulsing. Exactly the same face as has Larry when Lau dances in Beast Mode ON! This even more tempted me to dance! While he spread his arms to push people to form a circle while shouting, I increased in power to burn even more my feet. I began then looking at the other dancers, seeing them putting their hands in front of their mouth, the opened wide eyes. The shouts and the delights were listened, and all I could remember later was everybody jumping everywhere striking the air as to expel me from the dance floor...

At the end of the music, the famous one and the second breakdancer stopped me by taking me in the arms, while she and the first dancer tried to deprive me the jacket... I went out quite straight ahead of a dream, a trans... I considered in a movie such Step Up or You Got Served, until Zulu Gremlin, THE legend of the Hip-hop, crosses my look and gives a wink to me. There I looked everywhere around me, as to find my spirits, and I saw some cameras, in particular the official cameramen for the event (can would I be on one of the video editing?). And it's there that he told me this famous sentence.

I would have liked filming, because I thought of nothing, the music got only through my body, my look focused on the face of this guy, because I wanted it more... For the first time I understood what say all the time Les Twins and Salah: we all have problems, we cannot leave that aside, we have to use them and transform them in our dance to be able to express ourselves at best! All I wanted at this moment was te be seen, to be noticed because I'm fed up to show a facade because of my past bad experiences, I wanted to shout "Look at me! I'm there, listen to me fuck! I'm not so happy as you think, I don't any more manage to love... I'm going to show you what is to have pain!". Grimaces of this guy as if he got slaps or he felt all that I gave, were just the most beautiful compliment which I could receive concerning my freestyle... I waited for that since so much for a long time, and I have to admit it's so good to feel strong and impressive during a few minutes...

This night was magic: many tourists came to dance with me, Zulu himself invited me in the V.I.P. corner with all the staff and all the guest teachers was present, I danced with the biggest, I can say it...