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Marilyn Monroe and Truman Capote dancing at El Morocco on March 24, 1955. Capote described an encounter with Marilyn in his 1980 book Music for Chameleons.
Photo: Bettmann Archive/Daily Mail
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Marilyn Monroe and Truman Capote dancing at El Morocco on March 24, 1955. Capote described an encounter with Marilyn in his 1980 book Music for Chameleons.
Photo: Bettmann Archive/Daily Mail
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CPom taking advantage of the rare several day long break between shows - they were in San Jose on Sunday the 17th, will be up in Spokane, WA on Friday, but this ballroom studio is in Reseda in LA, did they go down there for someone? the person who's tagged is the owner of this studio. don't know who the man is
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Competitive Minefield Ballroom Dancing, just a little part of my current distraction. Been feeling a little myopic creatively, so to speak, therefore I'm experimenting with some things
soft whispers of a bygone era settling upon yellowed pages fingers tracing spines worn smooth as memories of love and loss in forgotten corners, dust motes dance twirling to the rhythm of forgotten tales tattered covers, cracked and faded echoes of a love that's lost its voice silence swirls, a slow unfolding of secrets kept between dusty lines in the faint glow of a forgotten room stories wait, whispering my name