In the early 2000s, the sex predator Jeffrey Epstein scouted for victims at New York ballet schools, including an Upper West Side studio where I took open classes. Young, precarious, naïve about the world, and accustomed to following orders: ballerinas-in-training were the perfect victims. Epstein’s lackeys would lure young dancers to his mansion under the pretense that he was looking for a personal trainer or a private dance instructor.
