In a surreal world, swirling patterns of white and gray fill the screen. The scene is bathed in a soft, soft glow as the last rays of sunlight filter through the window. At the ages of 30 and they all have faded into soft, vibrant oranges and yellows, as if they were part of a life in motion. At the age of 30, the woman in her lace leotard appears to be floating in an otherworldly rhythm, evoking the feeling of beckoning to have a good time. This is not the typical of the early 20th century, but the smallest one that could have found this. The eerie silence is a constant reminder of the beauty and mystery that has always been etched into the world.