so we went to this thing called a "milonga," which is apparently argentine for "let's wear fairy dresses and clunky shoes and call it sex." i mean, i found ways to tolerate it, a lot of laughing at myself, but seriously i found myself just thinking, okay, great, here's one of the standard tourist events that doesn't really say that much about the culture, except for in an ineffectual encapsulated sense. kind of like taking someone who's just come to the states to a hoedown and saying, "why looky here, them's amurrican!"
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