OF ALL THE things I thought I might like about salsa — and I liked many things — holding hands with a stranger while learning new dance steps together was not one of them. I thought I might hate that.
Salsa music, fast and loud, rings from speakers over the clanging of nearby slot machines; the room is bathed in moody blue and pink lights and the dance floor is filled with the fast rhythmic ...
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