Maurociudadela's lens zooms in on '4', her 'patas' - Spanish for 'feet' - grounding her as she dances on the edge of control. She teases, she taunts, her body writhing like a serpent. Her hands roam, pinching, squeezing, yet never quite where we - or she - wants them to be. It's a dance of unfulfilled desire, a pulsating, throbbing need that builds, builds, builds...