What, we may well ask, is there left to live for? Why get out of bed? For this dreary round of amusing insincerity? This filthy bourgeois society that the Aristotelians have foisted upon us? No, we may still choose to live like gods, like poets. Which brings us down to dancing. Yes, he said, turning to Malone, that is all thats left when love has gone.
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About Andrew Holleran, Dancer from the Dance
Andrew Holleran, Dancer from the Dance.