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Marc ground the head of the cigarette out. He flicked it into the grating of sewer opening. Its all gunna end up in the same place, isn't it he thought. He at first was motivated by Sammy, but now he didn't understand something he didn't get it. What did Sammy want?

Marc was thinking outloud. 

"When I am hungry I eat."

"When I am tired I sleep."

"When I am...." And the thought slipped his mind. He didn't really know why he danced either. In some ways it was better than the alternative. Not dancing. But he didn't know. 

"Sammy needs that. A reason."

Whats the point of doing this everyday if it wasn't for something. A girl Marc thought, but dance battles were from the past. 

He sped up his pace. Then stopped again. But Sammy is just a kid, maybe he's bored. What would Marc rather do all day, Dance, or just stare at the ceiling?

Besides Marc liked the kid, he didn't ask him questions. Only about Dance. The kid also doesn't talk about the Blue Man so much anymore. 

Just questions. 

"Wouldn't this be cool if?"

"Could I do that and"

All different combinations, some Marc thought about some, he'd never done. This wonder motivated Marc enough he sped back up. 

"Gotta get back!" He said allowed to no one. 
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