This, I Missed.

We entered the dance studio and once again I said hello to the giant mirrors lining the walls, the stifling heat and the dominant smell of sweat and movement, mixed with an equally strong smell of cologne and deodorant. The trainer started the music and turned up the volume.

On a rainy night, I couldn’t have been more happier.

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