In winter 2007, I followed a passion and moved to Buenos Aires for three months, to dance tango. I took private classes almost daily, went to milongas (tango salons) several times per week and bought no less than four pairs of tango shoes.
Pictured above is a milonga at Salon Canning, in the chic area of Palermo SoHo. Here, I remember overhearing an Argentine explain to a wide-eyed tourist: “Tango is like being in love. You can’t work to be in love. Either you are or you’re not.”