Nexus was still kicking off as the sun rose in the East, warming our friend Damien like a cinnamon waffle in a toaster. We had just had an hours sleep from the night before. There was a rumour that Daft Punk was going to be playing at the Trash fence this morning and we excitedly spread the news to every newbie we could find.
A girl dancing by herself turned into the sun with her eyes closed and a small smile spread across her lips. I picked up my camera to capture the moment.
I then ran over to her and told her to do it again as I had totally overexposed the previous frame :P But I noticed her boots had been making heart shaped prints in the dust as she danced. Small kisses of love on the desert sand that would only last until the next gust of wind violently swept sand into our eye sockets.