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| | newtimesbpb.com | News | Adrift in Translation | 2004-02-26 (Site not responding. Last check: 2007-11-05) |
 | | Dressed in everything from earth-toned linens to tacky lycra, they are splayed across the dance floor like massacre victims. |
 | | After ten minutes of silence in the back room of Lumonics Light Museum (3017 NW 60th St., Fort Lauderdale), Siberian shaman Bus Beloyar's raven-haired translator, Yana, whose eyes are shock-fl lined, says in soothing tones, "Now, sit up." |
 | | The adorable, bearded, bald shaman, whose pale eyes stand out beneath a fur cap, communicates his sincerity with sweeping arm gestures and says something in Russian, which Yana relays in broken English as, "I can see that many of you have separated from physical body. |
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