I am cultured. I go to shows. Ballet, theatre, musical concerts, the cinema. I experience different ways of living through art, different lives, different ways of seeing the world. I expand my mind. And when I get home, I do my own performances: my own ballet moves, my own monologue. I sing my own song. It's a beautiful song about a young man in New York City who has to dance for tips for a living but in his heart wants to be a professional backup dancer if he could only get a chance. Just a Chance, is the name of the song. It's a sad song. You might cry if you heard it. I know I did. But don't worry, there's a happy ending.