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(This was of course supposed to be posted last night, but since the link to Samfundet was on crack until about 1515 I had no chance to post it.)

I didn’t remember dancing was so fun. I was out at a beginner’s class of Lindy Hop (a variant of Swing). It was my first time, but for the others it was the third time, so I felt a bit behind. Everybody were nice and everything, so I learned a lot and had fun. It feels so extremely good to be tired and happy. I have missed being happy.

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