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Dances are made of dreams at Prometheus

By Louise Kennedy
Globe Staff / January 23, 2004

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CAMBRIDGE -- Writhing tubes of translucent fabric, shimmering in turquoise and brown and gold, inch across the floor. A soldier tosses and twirls his rifle like a majorette's baton. Couples pair up, part, run, pair off again. A woman sings. (Full Article: 871 Words)

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