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English: Mia stood in the hall of the community center and looked at the door of Studio Five. Music came from inside. She could hear a piano and the soft sound of people moving across the floor. It was her first dance class. Mia liked music, but she did not like being the new person. She held her small bag with both hands. Inside were a bottle of water, a clean T-shirt, and her black dance shoes. Her mother smiled. “You can do this,” she said. Mia nodded, but her...
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