I get off the bus at 11pm yesterday, a long day almost drawn to a close. I got into the office early, and left late. There is much to be done, and as the first of the month springs its sweaty, smoggy head into my face, I feel the toothy bite of haste nipping at my heels. Still, I spent the evening with Mel and some of her AYAD cohort, at of all
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I think it's much the same with dance. I suppose it's part of the appeal--it's the ephemeral and fleeting nature of a performance that makes it so special.
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