The dancers broke away from the music and shouted out to anyone who would listen, "Dream Team."

The dancers break apart and raise a bent arm with a flexed wrist.

But no matter how fast it gets, the dancers never break their own silence.

There is periodic touching and feeling, and the dancers sometimes break into talk or song.

The dancers dutifully power through, but the dance never breaks a sweat.

The dancers broke apart, into groups of twos and threes.

The dancers repeatedly tugged at each other and broke away.

Just when everyone seemed ready to move in unison, dancers would break the pattern and do something else.

In what he describes as a meditation on liberty, the dancers finally break free from their confinement.

One dancer broke away and walked up to Ms. Friedman.