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The Lonely-Hearts-Club Tango Binge, or, Karenina’s Dopamine

Tango was a great distraction.

Maybe I was addicted to the dopamine rush. Tango made me buzz. I could feel my vibration rise when I danced; I’d return late at night, and lie wide awake in bed. 

I had danced tango four nights in a row because

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Rachael Leonie - The Wanderita - Bondiola Completa and Love

Love, Lust, & Bondiolas in Buenos Aires

By Rachael Leonie.

Before leaving for Buenos Aires, they all told me: you’re going to fall in love.

Little did I know I’d first fall in lust: not with a tall, dark, and handsome Porteño, but rather with the bondiola

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Buenos Aires Tango Street Photography

The First Time I Danced Tango

By Vivi Rathbone.

First I had my heart broken,  then I learned to dance tango.  It had to happen in that order.  

The night I had my heart broken, I also happened to be hosting a dinner party, so that was convenient

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The Scientist’s Shirt

There are some little love stories that you never forget.

I woke up with a hangover.  My house was a mess.  Wine bottles everywhere.  That was a nice little party last night, hey?

I put my apron on at 9am to wash the dishes.  As I rolled up my sleeves

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