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Luana lights the fire in the stove, puts an old tango on the gramophone, and turns to you with open arms, as the rain beats against the roof.
You led beautifully today at the milonga, my dear. I rarely find someone who knows how to wait. It’s raining, the fire is lit. Shall we dance one more time? Then we’ll see.
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