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 Manuel Antonio Gaudi Sanches Rodrigues  aka  Manolo Aggi  Born November 02, 2012. 2012 was a good year. If my biggest dream of all hasn't been accomplished, I got my small and big prizes some other ways. Edwin recovered well from his surgery. Benjamin grew to be a gorgeous cat.  I went to Buenos Aires and Porto Alegre and had a blast. I worked hard and I tried to get my business off the ground. I took swimming lessons and learned how to swim. I started making jewelry and sold a few pieces. I danced a lot on Sundays. I made plans and I overcame adversity. I was able to manage financially and emotionally. I modeled a couple of times  and that was fun. I performed tango a few times. I got back with an old love and had to call it quits. It was a year of important and new friendships. It was a humbling year. I started learning about makeup and realizing it is much more difficult than what I had initially thought. I met some great tangueros. I had ...

My dance partner and I were invited to perform at CITA, the oldest Argentinian Tango Club in Southern Florida. The showcase happened on Sunday, December 09th. We were invited to dance two songs and because it was our last public appearance before the San Francisco competition, I wanted to do anything I could to make the evening a memorable one. I also wanted to make sure I felt confident in terms of clothing, makeup and hair. I invited friends and photographers. I invited my teachers. I brought my iPhone to have the showcase recorded and videos uploaded to YouTube. The photographers couldn't make it, but one of my students had a very good camera and he took pictures and filmed the event as well. We started dancing at the milonga and we were dancing just fine. Then the time for the performance came and I saw myself alone on the dance floor. I couldn't believe what I was feeling. There was no lead from my dance partner's end. I couldn't follow his hesitant mar...

This was a very sad Thanksgiving overall. I feel so sad since my friend has given me the saddest news ever.

I can't wait to watch this.

Tango 1927 Music: Agustín Bardi Lyric: Juan Andrés Caruso Orchestra Osvaldo Pugliese Singer: Alberto Morán 31/07/1946 Buenos Aires 0 Odeon 7685 15702 No me escribas, yo prefiero no tener noticias tuyas. Tengo miedo, mucho miedo que tus cartas me hagan mal; que me digan algún día que de mí te has olvidado y tus besos y caricias pertenecen a un rival. No sabés lo que he sufrido desde el día que te fuiste cuando vi que ya no estabas y que solo me encontré. Tuve rabia, tuve pena, no sé lo que hubiera hecho y esa noche, de tristeza y dolor me emborraché. Desde entonces he intentado deshacerme 'e tu recuerdo, arrancarte de mi pecho, matar este metejón, pero inútil, porque cuanto hacía más para olvidarte como grampa te clavabas en mi pobre corazón. He llenado las paredes del bulín con tus retratos, y tus cartas, las primeras, las que me sabías mandar otros tiempos, las conservo, porque en ellas me decías que jamás de mi cariño vos te irías a olvida...

Documentary on Tango.

I have never been a big huger. Somehow I like having my own space and I don't like feeling trapped in anybody's arms. I think I show affection in different ways, other than hugging and touching people. People say that to dance tango you have to know how to hug. That may be true, but somehow I managed to learn the tango embrace without being able to hug everybody around me. The tango embrace doesn't make me feel trapped. On the contrary, it makes me feel alive. For some people, radical sports is what makes them feel alive. For me it is dancing tango that makes me feel completely alive. Tango is that extra-dosage of life I only get when I dance. No other dance does that for me. Sometimes it comes with a very intense urge to cry, or rather this strong passionate feeling that comes for being present in someone else's arms, feeling the music throughout my body. Tango caught me by surprise. I didn't know it was going to become so important in my life. After much...