Tonight a dozen folk dancers gathered in the park to dance. We danced to songs from Bulgaria, Africa, Israel, Scotland and Norway. Dozens of dragonflies flew over our heads catching mosquitoes. Several people walking by joined in our dancing. Most of us have gray hair but several people are in their 20's or 30's.
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