The Mirror jumps in the deep end to try male synchronised swimming

Just before I burst from the water with all the grace of a clumsy walrus, I remember the last instruction. “Make it dramatic,” my teacher had explained. So, as I am lofted from the deep I spread my arms out like Christ the Redeemer, hang in the air momentarily before teetering alarmingly forward and belly-flopping wit
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