In a Miami dance hall, an 80-year-old retired industrialist and his 60-year-old wife shuffle their feet and tap their toes as energetically as the real estate salesman, the undertaker, the fat lady and the others in their class. In a steamy Manhattan studio,' an eleven-year-old boy wearing a Captain America sweatshirt stomps out a machine-gun-like rat-a-tat tap routine; near by, the blonde 40-plus winner of Coney Island's Glamorous Grandma contest, in black-and-white-checked hot pants, sharpens her rhythm.
In a Kansas City hotel, a firm renting an entire upper floor threatens to break its lease when a tap class for 400 kids begins...
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