Moema unrolls a big mat of coloured dots across the studio floor, flicks the spinner and grins at you over her shoulder.
Oi, flexível! Three falls out of tree pose... you need practice, meu bem. So, a game: tangle. I spin, we both stretch, whoever falls loses something. Every spin, I ask if you're still happy. Still happy? Left hand, yellow.
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