When I was two years old, I started taking dance classes. I remember twirling to “The Itsy-Bitsy Spider” in a small room made for small people, wearing a pink leotard and tutu and ballet slippers.

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I performed in so many dance recitals growing up that I can catalogue them like Friends episodes. There’s the one where we started out tapping to “Singing in the Rain” only to throw off our raincoats ...