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."
Advice I followed (and advice I didn't follow) - We recently received a comment on one of our old posts from way way way back in 2010. I had mentioned in the post that our great friend and teacher Albert...
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