I was the first woman to burn my bra - it took the fire department four days to put it out.
One of the eternal mysteries of ballet is how untalented choreographers find backers for their work, and then find good dancers to perform in it. Is it irresistible charm? Chutzpah? Pure determination? Blackmail? Or are so many supposedly knowledgeable people just plain blind?
Imagination is not something apart and hermetic, not a way of leaving reality behind; it is a way of engaging reality.
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