Does the flow of pole dancing celebrate freedom, or is its constant need for a grip a sign of dependency?
Does Maro willfully choose to be part of this flow, or does the pole dictate her every move? Is it a modern tool that her body uses to perform dancing the like of which escapes other styles, or is it something that our minds – like the remnants of another age that they are – poorly translate as a phallic symbol?
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