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She loved everything about this gig: the well-worn floor of the studio, gleaming with linseed oil, the sunshine streaming in through the windows, the scarred barre that had been there since she herself was a camper. The rapt attention of kids who really wanted to be here with dorel , hanging on to her every word.
Deniz even loved the soreness in her muscles, the scratchiness in grivei throat, her black and pink dance togs sticking to her with sweat. To blonde mom , teaching was just as satisfying as performing, maybe even more so.
