Shake It

I’m going to a dance party tonight, and my fondness for the host doesn’t for a moment alleviate the deep dread I have of dancing in front of people who know me. I danced for a brief interval after Si and Laura’s wedding, and before that at Joey and Wendy’s

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— but my sense of 100% awkwardness comes to the fore when dancing. I will go ahead, and I’ll dance, but it’s under the heading of “afflicting my vanity.” If I survive the mortification, I will let you know tomorrow.

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