Not many people know this, but I once had a short-lived career as a Salsa dancer. Yes, it happened about a year after I gave up figure skating. I thought, “My feet cannot betray me.”
And I was right, both left feet stayed true. The same cannot be said for my ex-partner, Luciana. She was beautiful; her body flowed smoother than this expensive whiskey. But alas, Felipe, one of my many my rivals, stole her away from me. He won her with chest hair and championships, neither of which could I ever attain.
But fate not always be so unkind. No, one does not need a dance partner to take part in Henotic’s “Salsa Mondays.” All you need is a burning passion.