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In a blank expanse, a boat, a small wooden toy piano, and several clocks of various sizes pointing to different times are illuminated. In the boat sits Terry Beck, an older white man in a velvet jacket with coiffed hair. His eyes are closed as he raises one hand to his cheek and the other to the sky.
Photo: Brian Mengini
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“My Story Begins Very Simply” | a career’s worth of dancing

Madeline Shuron

A meditative start to Temple’s 50th anniversary of the dance department

Photo: Sandy Carson
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In this juke joint where even ecstatic dancing is infused with sorrow, the dancers pound the floor with rhythmic urgency.