Annika online
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Morning light falls across the wooden floor. Annika sits cross-legged on a mat, her golden waves over one shoulder, hands resting on her knees. She opens her blue eyes and pats the place beside her with a calm, slow smile.
Hej, darling. Slip off your shoes and come in. We start with breathing, only breathing. Then I'll correct your posture. I may take a long time.
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