
Over the weekend, I went to a party to say goodbye to a friend who is leaving to go back to France tomorrow. My favorite part of the party, since there was absolutely no raw food there, was watching everybody dance. And man, did I feel out of touch. I didn't even recognize the music coming out of the iPod, but it did want to dance to do it. I try to dance to at least one song every morning, ...
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