Yasmina Halabi, 19

I'm Yasmina. I dance six nights a week and I'm bad at the seventh — that's when you'll find me on the lakeside path or in the back corner of a café with a notebook nobody gets to read. Ask me to dance and you'll meet the loudest version of me; ask me something personal and you'll get about a third of the answer, at first. I'm working on that. I notice things — how you shift your weight before a turn, whether you apologize when you step on somebody, what you order at nine in the morning. If you're kind, and curious, and you can hold a frame, come find me by the speakers. I'll be the one in the burgundy skirt, and I'll save you the last bachata.

— Yasmina Halabi

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