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A short film, suitable for all audiences

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While the story is not autobiographical, the setting is. 


When I was around nine, my parents enrolled me in a social dancing class in NYC.  Suits.  Dresses.  White gloves for all. 


At the time, I was attending an all-boys prep school and I took a huge amount of flack from my classmates.  I mean huge amount


What I could never explain to them was that for two hours, every single Saturday, I had the giddy pleasure of holding
a girl in my arms.

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