Yesterday I went to the Broadway Academy to give Dave my old air compressor (I got a new one). They can use it to blow up balloons. I looked at the list of instructors and saw that a certain young lady was still there. "I thought she was going to New York last fall," I said.
"She was," said Dave. "But she delayed it to get breast reduction surgery."
Many people had told her that if she wanted to make it as a Broadway dancer, she had to do it.
Ironically, one of the audtions she has lined up is for the Broadway revival of Chorus Line, which has a song about getting plastic surgery in order to make it as a dancer.
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