Kensington Market – the downtown center of hippie/street culture – has
monthly Pedestrian Sundays, and one of the things I try to catch is
the tango practica on the streets. I like tango, and I should get back
to doing that. There’s something about being able to listen to
someone’s movements and finding myself moving to the right spot. I
haven’t danced in a while, so I’m rather rusty. Still, it’s tons of
Peer Flach just posted pictures of the last time we danced in Kensington Market. Check them out!
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