How to sit at a milonga

One night in November, at a milonga in a town called Terni, I was taking a break from the dancing and having a chat with my friends Helaine and Nando. All’improvviso (suddenly), Nando looked and me and said, “Tina - sai che cosa mi piace di te? Da tutte le donne nelle milonghe qui, tu […]

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