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... ack his beating look, Director Zemeckis, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, took it out of his pocket. Handkerchief, wiped his forehead.
Before he could continue to make comments, Michael J. Fox, who was holding a cigarette from the beginning to the end and had nowhere to put his mouth, knocked on the table with the cigarette butt, gasped, suppressed a smile, and asked curiously: "Roland, what are you talking about?" What kind of dance is this? Is it a derivative of Breaking? Or an adaptation o ...
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