From the vault at last.

Four years in the making, finally freed from the edit room shadows. A black-and-white, old-film fever dream where @clairecoda arrives expecting a little belly-dance spotlight and instead finds herself arms high, caught in the tickle box. Gargalesis Ghost works from behind, Harmony from the front, turning every graceful move into helpless laughter and slow, teasing surrender. Close-up belly tickles, vintage vibes, silent-movie drama with plenty of sound. Long awaited, wickedly worth it.