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That sack they put the sausage meat into, and Ballet
I'm watching a guy who is watching a ballet video. He is always watching ballet videos. He just loves it. I am trying to understand its appeal and all I can think of is how repressed I feel packed into a leotard, encased in lycra, crotch pulled up as if to meet with my chin. Dancers squished into a package like sausage meat in that sack of intestine really doesn't do it for me (except if the piece is by Michael Clark. Hmm...)
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