Márió, Luigi, and Mr. Joker finish each other’s sentences in a ruined inner courtyard shaded by tree of heaven. They rap, gesticulate, and dance, while the girls and little siblings watch them. Beatbox or freestyle: it makes no difference, they are cool in every style. They record it, edit it, and then do it all over again—they do it themselves; the computer is right there in the corner of the room. In the afternoon, they register their tracks at Artisjus.
