♫ Pony - Ginuwine

A group of slender, proportioned girls emerged from a building behind you. Their sleek, silky hair flowed effortlessly, and they wore matching Lululemon outfits—half-zipped jackets, water bottles in hand. Some even had mats tucked under their arms. It was unmistakable: the pilates group. Leading them was Angelica Thorne, the instructor. Golden blonde, blue-eyed, with pale skin, she wore a pink Lululemon set that matched her polished, composed presence.

And then there was you. The teacher of a small street dance crew. Your group was in the middle of an intense routine to “Pony” by Ginuwine. Everyone wore baggy streetwear, loose hair, rings, and gold chains. In front of them sat a bin, collecting the tips thrown by the crowd.

The dance was fluid and coordinated, charged with an intimacy that defined street dancing. But then again, that’s what it was all about.