
An entertainer dances and sings in an online cabaret of the near future, a timeless time. She has chosen the radical treatment of neurodialysis: clearing up unpleasant memories and fears, wanting to drive away her growing anxiety and sadness. Next step: the side effects. The body reacts. And nightmares visit her while she moves.
How can a body move when it feels like a shadow of its own existence? What is the distance that separates it from the source of life? And while we tend to robotize, what does “human” eventually mean?





