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“Claudia, what do I always tell you? Salsa comes from the hips! Now, move!”
My face flamed as Kosta, my Serbian-born salsa instructor, squared himself in front of me, then grabbed my hips and tried to emulate the smooth gyrations that were coming from his own. When I snuck a glimpse of myself in the mirror, I decided I looked more like a swollen purple balloon jiggling atop a pair of stilts than the Latin dance goddess Kosta expected.
And of all nights, tonight was not the night to look like a swollen anything.

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