The frenetic but rhythmic sound of dozens of feet pounding the ground in time gets closer and closer, making its way between the buildings of the city. Suddenly a crowd of fifteen dancers, all different men, peep out from a corner, all dancing the same choreography. In the center of this group a young woman with Latin features, dressed in high heels, red and gold oriental clothes, clutches a fan in her hands and her hair is closed and gathered in a perfectly round sphere and crossed by a golden pin. The group slowly approaches, they dance even though there is no music, but little by little they surround you and the woman does not take her eyes off you as she approaches following the choreography