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In 1975, Africa was really cool. The Africa Centre in Covent Garden hosted an African Dance class taught by members of an African Dance co. that was not commercialised - most of the dnacers worked as full time manual labourers, many as machinists in sweat shops in Hackney and Bethnal Green. One day we were doing a line dance all doing the same steps. The teacher said "No no no, you each do the same step but in your own different way, because you are all individuals." Most of the whiteys didn't get it, but me, as lifelong contrarian, got it straight away, and the teacher said to me, "Moe, what kind of juice you been drinking? That's it, man!"

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