With his three new works in the run's rotation of 21 dances, Mr. Taylor warns off anyone from assuming that the sun-filled corner he turned in 1962 was a point of no return.
Sitting before this perfectly coiffed blond businesswoman in a sun-lit corner office in her Rio de Janeiro headquarters, it's hard to picture her hacking though bovine femurs with a surgical saw to make ornamental loops for her first bikini bottoms.
Sam's is on Arthur Godfrey Rd, the heart of the local Jewish scene, a place that sort of resembles a Semitic corner of Brooklyn left to tan in the tropical sun with palm trees and a pair of Ray Bans.