Tag: story
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Changing tastes
It was in my first months in Frankfurt and I visited a milonga where a DJ I never heard of before was playing. To my surprise a few days ago I met the DJ and danced with her in another milonga… but that’s another story. To be honest I hadn’t danced a lot that night.…
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I am a snob dancer
“When I first saw you in milongas I thought you were arrogant… a snob” she said after having met with me and having already got to know me a bit better. I get it… most of the time when I am not dancing, I am sitting in a corner all alone… not talking to anyone……
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The Greek Tango
“Where are you from?” she asks… “From Greece” I answer… “You Greeks… dance like you have music inside you. Do you have anything similar as music or dance?” she asks… and my mind races directly to my other favorite dance. Zeimpekiko. A dance that like Tango does not have sequences… does not have a choreography……
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My best photos
In most of my tango dancing photos I look so serious… maybe sad… like I’m in a funeral or something. I guess that’s the reason why I hardly find my face in photos from events like marathons etc. However, I recently saw a photo that really made my day. No, I was not smiling… not…
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Taste is a matter of time
“What is your favorite orchestra?” she asked… and it took me a few seconds to think about it. Finally, I ended up saying that I don’t have a specific favorite orchestra but this changes from time to time depending on my mood and current situation. I always thought that this is a stupid answer just…
