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I arrive late. No matter, things are already well under way on the dance floor. I stand off to the side, waiting to feel moved by the music. I warm up slowly. My body shifts and turns. I observe the sea of faces before me, some familiar. I am greeted by a mixture of smiles, looks of ecstasy, detachment, joy, kindness, even pain. I move faster: skipping, dancing, twirling, gyrating. The beat changes from a snappy latin number to a rap version of â€œSanta Baby.â€ I realize a broad smile has taken over my face. Here at Jo Cobbettâ€™s â€œFumbling Towards Ecstasy,â€ there are no wrong moves. People... (more)
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