Kara remembered that first Zumba class well. The music was already pumping as she walked in, the instructor bouncing about the shiny floors of the fitness room, smiling jovially, her red hair catching in the mirrors that encased the room. She couldn't help but smile back at the instructor's energy. When class started, however, she forgot everything - where she was, who she was with… everything but the music.
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