We do not realize that we have misjudged how much time is left in the song. We step onto the floor and embrace for a few seconds; maybe we had the chance to change weight. And then the song ends.
We step apart in the brief silence between songs, and he makes a slight bow and remarks, grave-voiced but with a twinkle in his eyes, "Thank you; that was very ... pure."
Do not let Saint Peter Host your Milonga!
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Saint Peter is the Host who greats you at the Pearly Gates--supposedly.
But you don't want to have someone like Pete hosting your ...
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