The Hairy Yogini: A Tale of Saying F**** It

I walked into my yogasana class in Rishikesh, India, excited and anxious about furthering my yoga practice in the yoga capital of the world. I chose the left corner of the room, unsheathed my yoga mat from the newly bought holster and enjoyed the nice snap it made as I expertly unrolled it over the red carpet of the rooftop shala. I was ready.

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