Here comes what we know about feelings. Sand has feelings. The desert has feelings. The sky does not have any feelings. Plants have feelings, dogs have the most feelings. We do not have any feelings. Gift certificates have feelings until they have expired. States, where it is against the law for gift certificates to expire, have managed to create immortal feelings. Money does not have any feelings. Food that is past its expiry date has big feelings. Countries do not have any feelings, but cities and villages do. There is a city in this village. There is no play at the heart of the theatre of Showcase Beat Le Mot, but a city with food and drinks. And then: fireworks. In the second part of its series on feelings, the performance collective SCBLM is once again groping its way through the dark corridors of its central nervous system, looking for the light switch. If there is an interior life, it would have to be somewhere outside.