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He stretched, the stiffness from the long flight fading with each movement. Maya was looking forward to seeing Mr. Singh, her yoga instructor, to ask about the advanced poses. She reached his studio, the door already unlocked. Inside, the space was empty, the mats rolled and put away. A note lay on the reception desk. "My journey has ended here. I'll find a new one. Thank you." Maya closed her eyes, and took a deep breath. She thought about her own journey. It had barely begun.