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| Casa: my local salsa bar |
At salsa, I danced again with a friendly, local guy, one of those who didn’t patronise, or tell me what steps we were doing, or ask me how many classes I’d done. He just danced with me. I wonder if I’m getting better, I thought, as the dance ended.
But what a European style thought that is. Isn’t the question rather: Are you still having fun?
And the answer was: Yes!
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