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Laughter threaded through the room. It was not the nervous laugh of exposure but the liberating laugh of recognition. People joked about balance, about the absurdity of attempting a complex shuffle without shoes, about the gasp when a misstep became a new, accidental move. The instructor guided with nonchalance, offering variations and high-fives, coaxing each person to take an extra beat of bravery. “Breathe into the beat,” she said once, and the room inhaled as one, a chorus of chests rising, a congregation of living rhythms.