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==== In 2006, the unnamed Russian-Jewish choreographer who had studied Franka’s notes in secret finally unveils her life's work: a raw, unadorned staging of Iron Flowers, not for the Bolshoi, but in a converted textile factory in Yekaterinburg. ====
* The stage is concrete.
* The dancers are barefoot.
* The music is played live on strings and percussion, all based on Yakob’s original themes.

It is unadvertised, funded by friends and foreign grants.

But word spreads. Audience members leave in tears. A video circulates online. One dancer whispers in the final moment: “This was once real.”

The next day, a cultural deputy from the Ministry calls it “formalist nostalgia.”

The young choreographer disappears from public view. But in the years to follow, Iron Flowers is passed dancer to dancer, taught not in studios, but in basements, empty auditoriums, and night rehearsals lit by smartphone glow.