I don't know what it is about me and dancing; it's a wierd masochistic relationship. (I hurt myself a lot while dancing, as anybody who saw me tonight can tell you. Fat kid + Breakdancing = Me rasping at Alex Sievert to get me a soda so I don't, you know, die of asphyxiation.) But I like it. Dancing is just one of those few times when I don't feel
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