Who’s going to die? In Jean Isaacs’ propulsive, stomping, ominous “Rite of Spring,” one dancer after another appears isolated from the rest … and will he/she be chosen to be sacrificed? Erica Ruse does a tortured, limb-flinging solo, while the others stand and watch. And these folks, denizens of a wonderfully creepy leather bar, doesn’t look friendly.

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Ms. Isaacs looked radiant in a flowing white pants suit and remarked, “I am proud of my age.” The adoring audience interrupted her by singing “Happy Birthday.” After the event, County Supervisor Dave Roberts declared it “Jean Isaacs Day,” and a full celebration continued upstairs till midnight.

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