For anyone in Berlin, coming to Berlin, or wanting an excuse to Berlin-wards incline, this Wednesday is Dasniya’s monthly Yoga & Shibari class. Lots of details and what’s going on this month is on Dasniya’s new blog: Yoga & Shibari Classes / Performance & Projekte / Berlin // Mai 2013
Yoga & Shibari Wednesday 15th May
For May, once again there is only one training class. If you’d like to come, please register beforehand at firstname.lastname@example.org !
When: Wednesday 15th May, 19-23h.
Where: TEATRIS/Alte Kantine
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