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Chapter 2

Dance, Dance, Dance

I was out of jail. Numb. Everything in my life was
blank… It felt like I was in an eerie light grey fog. I
was observing life, I was not IN it.

I am not sure what led me to start dancing. Initially,
I registered for all kinds of dances: Ballroom, Latin,
Argentine Tango, even Belly dance…

Pretty soon, conflicts arose. I could not be at two

places at once. I first let go of Belly dancing, then
Ballroom and Latin and stayed with Argentine
Tango.

For two years, I took 2 to 4
classes a week, including a
Saturday Milonga (tango
dance party). Tango music

had stirred me since my late
teens, yet I had never had

the opportunity to learn the
dance. Now was the time. It
was touching me, at a gut level.

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