So, as she walked down the stairs into the club, she was looking forward to a seething, teeming, wriggling, wiggling throng of dancers, many of whom she'd recognize: she wanted to see former pupils, local shopkeepers, museum regulars, all of whom would look at her as if to say, "Here we are! What kept you?"
As she descended the stairs into the club, anticipation filled her mind. She envisioned a lively crowd of dancers, all moving energetically to the music. Among them would be familiar faces from her past, including former students and local shop owners, creating a sense of community and connection.
She felt a warm expectation that these acquaintances would welcome her back with open arms, their expressions reflecting her absence. In that moment,...
