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There's a clear distinction why, despite the fact that Sg has so many more male leads, that I prefer the Malaysia dance scene.

Company. Socialisation.

This ever more so important with gender balances at the rate that they are, you have to have someone to talk to, laugh with, discuss, debate...and practice your terrible leading on.

Girls. The ones who will take your dances, and the ones who will also uplift a lousy milonga where your butt sees more action on your chair than on the floor.

The discussions and times over margaritas at Tios with newly found friends. The connections made over banana flambe's, tiramisu and other yummy food in La Boca. Taking time to teach a new follower the finer points of this dance.

Getting advice from each other, pushing each other to progress, to dance better, to enhance the following.

Beyond that, having a dedicated partner, both in Tango and in life (in that moment at least), I've forgotten this already. Entirely. Seeking different embraces when, really what I would love to have again is this -

"I shut my eyes today, and trusted."


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