Introduction to Chux
May 23rd 2006 09:35
As I step out of the train into the dark, rainy night, I pull my hood up, half covering my face. I begin my walk towards my home, to a warm and dry room. However, I pause in the middle of the street. The music playing in my mp3 player seizes me. I begin to move, illuminated by streetlight, pounded by rain, jerking my body to the beat. I am oblivious to anyone but myself. I finish and walk home. I step into my house, shaking the rain off my jacket. I am motivated. I am ready. I step into my room to begin my daily dance practice. These are the confessions of a serial dancer.]
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