162. Walking through a dark alley, reaching for a door at the bottom of a stairwell, and creeping through the empty courtyard between tall buildings, we thought this area would be perfect for the St. Petedets (our dance crew) dance off. We were headed for our first hip-hop class after all. Our instructor Max had no idea we didn't speak Russian until 1/2 way through the class. He then counted in English to make us feel more comfortable. It was an awesome class and became even better when he pushed a bunch of choreography on us in a matter of minutes. We'll be returning for sure.
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