Tuesday of this past week as I began sweeping lobby, a fever overtook me, and I felt a fervor sweeping through my body, I would move, pivot, swivel, first to the left, then to the right, and swirl around, feeling a rhythm and a beat that lifted me. I was dancing. I was in motion. And had emotion. It was art. And I was satisfied.

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