Tango Bliss is NOT… (or, how NOT to treat a woman at a milonga)

At a recent milonga I had a run-in with a “Hot-Shot-Wannabe Jerk” who was visiting from another state where he apparently teaches. He invited me to dance and once we were on the floor, he began to embrace me. Something was a little uncomfortable about his embrace but I liked it because it […]

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