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My Last Date…

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my dateYou know, for a Cafe Girl who’s used to more than her fair share of on-line interest, and friends and family fix-ups, it has been a very dry season.  Nothing, niente, nada! Not even coffee in months.

I sometimes think that the Gods must have other plans because I am now elbow deep in re-writing my book ,and they are doing their darndest to keep me focussed.  At least it seems that way to me.

I’m hoping that the trip south to BsAs yields a more interesting mix of dancing and dalliance. After all (note to the Gods), I’m only there temporarily so there is no danger of a more permanent distraction.

One response to “My Last Date…”

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    jantango

    Prepare to drool as soon as you get off the plane and have an eyefull of all the gorgeous Argentine men everywhere. You will have to learn not to gawk or acknowledge their piropos on the street. You ignore them and smile inwardly.

    And of course, there is the older generation of men who dress well for the milonga. Even though they made be a bit padded around the middle and bald on top, they take you to tango heaven in their embrace–you can imagine yourself dancing with Tom Cruise or Antonio Banderas. There is nothing like the embrace of an Argentine.

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