A love story in a precarious balance between music, blades, and laughter. Two souls in perfect disagreement. He plays the violin as if it were a sword. She throws knives like declarations of love. Between a dissonant chord, flying bows, suspended breaths, and silences that laugh. Sinfollia dances on the edge of the absurd, where juggling becomes dialogue, blades poetry, and every mistake... an applause.
By and with Compagnia DuoLinda
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