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Transcript
- Cuddow: Con-sarnit! I can't write down what I need to tell you. I can't speakit. I can't sing it.
And I don't have a suitably varied set of oil paints to paint it. - Cuddow: That only leaves me history's most useless artform
- Cuddow: *Interpretive* *Dance*!
- Cuddow: [sings] Sssaaah!
- Taneel: No, Currow, I don't nee-
- Cuddow: FEEL
- Cuddow: ... the passion of my body's movement
- Cuddow: SEE
- Cuddow: my body as a vessel of thought made active
- Cuddow: UNDERSTAND
- Cuddow: my wiggles as a weid attempt to communicate some sort of message
- Taneel: Cuddow.
Trivia
- This page is called "FEEL"