One Tuesday night in June, I found myself lying down on a mat in a hot, candlelit room filled with people, mostly women. It’s my first serious attempt to do yoga (serious because it’s actually costing me both time and money). My wife and her sister were the ones who invited me to join them in this yoga class.
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