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Time for some Burlesque-ercise

I was the girl at school who got the sixth-form boys to write me absence letters from P.E. and spent sports days hiding in the music block. I last knowingly exercised in 2003 yet, for some inexplicable reason, I jumped at the chance of joining a burlesque course for RECOGNISE magazine. While ever so slightly terrified, the prospect of a form of exercise that involved me wearing heels and took place in a bar was actually quite appealing. So, armed only with the name of my teac

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