There I was, sitting in this big white hall. In front of me, an empty ocean of blue cushions, neatly organized by lines and rows. I counted 50 in total, a 5x5. At my left, another group of 50 blue cushions, for the male section - that hall is the only place where both genders share a space. The other participants start arriving, in silence, and sit at their designated cushion - the butt companion; the cushion that, by the end of the 10 days, would be the closest physical connection all those ...