A revamped appropriation of sounds, images and dance styles. Sometimes the product that emerges from it proves to be magical, and the matter that is born, better still, recycled during this process of urban axiological recovery sometimes gives origin to artistic movements, to unique symbologies. That is how the Tukis were born and live, body poets liberating themselves between zinc plate walls on a hole-filled tar floor, constantly shaking and rocking, in order to transcend the social and political closure that surrounds them.