Dance Like Nobody Is Watching!

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Aw it's Mr. Slizard! I miss him. His bloodline runs through the masses of kin he has left behind, but Mr. Slizard was special. He would have coffee with me every morning. He certainly wasn't afraid to be himself...

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I love good music and the way it makes you need to move regardless of any rhythm inherent within your body. No one will ever say I dance to conform. I dance to express. It is glorious and divine in all its awkward sprawling as my God given organic body tries to express the ecstasy within. Art of any kind is that. Remember it.