Music: Comic Dancer

Fifteen years ago in Zurich a spindly, pint-sized girl of 17 marched onto the stage of the old Schanspielhaus and solemnly pretended to be an unfolding flower, a crow hopping in the fields, a shackled slave fighting fate. The girl had no claim to beauty. Nor had she been trained as a dancer. But the audience was polite because her father was editor of the Neue Zurcher Zeitung and had indulgently hired the hall. After that Trudi Schoop would probably have remained forever unknown if she had not undertaken one day to portray a...

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