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Liz Mason, manager of Quimby's Bookstore, shimmy shimmy cocoa pops for:
Dance Dance Party Party I'm not going to lie here. I know a few rightous dance moves. I learned them from preposterous dance instruction videos which I collect, every style from hip-hop to go-go to salsa. Oh, you laugh now, but you have not seen me bust out those moves on command, which I do in any situation that has a dance floor.
The place I like to bust them out the most is twice weekly at Dance Dance Party Party, a women-only freestyle-dance session. "No judgment of yourself or others" is one of only three rules at DDPP (the other two being no boys and no booze). You're free to dance however you want, in any way you want, in or out of projected lava screen lights. Every session a different person deejays, so the music is different each time, and it can be anything from dope electronic beats to Bollywood film scores. My favorite thing about the whole experience is that by the end of the session, I've pretty much regressed into my childhood self dancing around the house with my friends in religious pop ecstasy the minute my parents leave. It's a serious workout. And oh yeah, it's all life-affirmingy. Five bucks pays for the studio time.