Kandi found herself panting heavily. The room was dimly lit, bathed in a warm, amber haze that seemed to slow time and soften every edge. In the heart of this space, under a beam of low golden light, she moved, a Brazilian woman with presence so magnetic it pulled every pair of eyes into her orbit. Her dance was not hurried, not showy, but purposeful, every sway of her hips, every turn of her body was steeped in rhythm and control, as if she were dancing to a beat only she could fully hear.

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