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September 4, 2012 | Diana Belchase

Waltzing in my Dreams

       I’ve always dreamt of being at a grand ball and waltzing.      The image of tall, mysterious men circling a floor to the strains of Strauss, while their partners’ dresses billow behind them, is incredibly romantic – like a music box springing to life.      Too bad it only happens […]

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