Tag: life

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Paralyzed
One of the comments in a recent Goodnight Tango post was that I could describe feelings with my words like a photographer captures a nice picture with his lens. Unfortunately, I can’t describe the feelings, the pain, the stress, the agony that some friends (many of them among my tango friends) are going through these

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Una vez
You don’t know her… she doesn’t know you… your eyes meet… you nod… she nods back and there you go… a new experience is being born for both of you. Sometimes this new experience is so powerful… so overwhelming… so unique… that even between songs you don’t want to break the embrace… you are not

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Making plans
“Do you have any plans when you go to a milonga?” …she asked me on our way back home. “I found out that when I make plans… I don’t usually enjoy the milonga… so I try not to make plans and just let myself open to surprises.”… was my answer back then.

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What is you focus?
I remember my teacher sometimes when he was watching us dancing before class and then commenting on all the wrong things we did technically when we were dancing. He sometimes seemed like he had an obsession with technique… and in some cases, I was thinking… well what’s the problem if you don’t do a perfect



