Paul Dzurec

In the grand spectacle of life, 2023 will forever be marked as the epoch when the 30 Second Dance Party catapulted me into a world of rhythmic euphoria. I now dance so much that even my cat, Milo, has started questioning my sanity. Parties? Oh, I'm the reigning monarch of the dance floor; I've got moves that make disco balls jealous. And as for my German accent, it's become so robust that even...