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How do you feed an insatiable desire? Jump off, and all will be gone, riding on the wind ... The deal is closed, the day is done. Falling, the night is falling. A chair, a screen, a phone and the lights of the city below. All it would take is a single step - outside, onto the ledge, a gust of wind and he'd be away. Falling, falling like a fragment of clay. Uniting physical performance, postdramatic theatre and electronica, Fragments of Clay is a solo piece exploring the hubris of being on the top and the inevitable fall that accompanies it.