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| golden ring. |
i stumbled into a free dance class across the street from the old library, which is where i was living. the class was from 5-5:30. i swung my arms in the air. an older woman with a black pony tail grabbed my hand. i couldn't let go and apologized while we flew through the air locked as one. i spun around in circles fast and with my eyes closed. i ended up on the ground. i walked back to the library with a heavy golden ring (like the kind a tiger would hop through for a treat). i squeezed through the chairs of two old men. i used their shoulders to prop myself up onto the next level. one of them said, "there ya go."