George and Hazel were watching television. There were tears on Hazel's cheeks, but she'd forgotten for the moment what they were about.
On the television screen were ballerinas.
A buzzer sounded in George's head. His thoughts fled in panic, like bandits from a burglar alarm.
"That was a pretty dance, that dance they just did," said Hazel.
"Huh?" said George.
"That dance - it was nice," said Hazel.
1961
~ Kurt Vonnegut
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