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Argentine Tango


“A dance of passion and drama, will you – Tango – with me?  Out of the many loves and lusts of my life it is only you who offers inspiration and desire and it is you I want to do this with.  Fly with me to Buenos Aires and let’s be sensuous together in the land that bred intimacy.

Vickie, have you ever seen, Al Pacino, in – Scent of a Woman – do the tango? Wow! What a scene – what a dance!

That’s the way I tango.  I do it once all eyes are upon me or after my emotions erupt. The Argentine Tango especially when done in Buenos Aires, commands the respect of those watching and those with peaking emotions. 

“The tango is one of the most sensuous dances of them all. It first started appearing in brothels and massage parlors as a way to entertain the men while they were waiting their turn.”

Vickie replied, “I agree it’s very romantic and graceful and I’ve danced the Tango with gentlemen who knew what they were doing.  I need to follow their lead. To answer your question, I have seen the movie; it is a classic.”

“In my travels I have been to many South American countries and even to Argentina once. The Tango in that place is intimate, passionate, a mind and soul moving experience.

The Tango started as a cheerful music danced and played in the slums, and could often be heard in the bordellos. The Tango moved slowly from the slums to the Barrios, or working and middle class neighborhoods. It was through the performances of the Organitos (portable organs ) by itinerant Italians that the tango got into homes. By the beginning of the 20th century the Tango was moving from the outskirts to downtown.

I did that dance in sa Pilipinas once. Though the Pilipino had no impact on the tango…I could envision the heated dance getting its start in their amorous land, that then, was ruled by Spain.

A fine young lady that I almost married, Nina, and I dined on the rooftop of the Bayleaf Hotel and while the orchestra played, I got in the mood. Nina knew what was about to happen.  My mind’s eye saw a wonderfully erotic scene coming to life.

The mixture of the heat and wetness of the night, and being surrounded by many beautiful, darling, hot blooded Pilipinas the passion would not let go.  Right there on the rooftop – I exhausted myself in the mood or grasp of love.

Steve Richie

Hi folks, Two lives in one lifetime. The first me, lived to age thirty-four. That Steve was overly confident and oozing with pride. Then, on a record heat-setting day (107º) here in the Twin Cities area of Minnesota and western Wisconsin, a one car near-fatal wreck left me in a two-month long coma. I emerged much as I was before minus certain physical capabilities, but my mind seemed mostly in tact. The crash and its effects did not change me (I emerged a happy individual) but the deeds perpetrated against me in the ensuing months from my wife of sixteen years scared and humbled me as I was dragged down with nothing left by my wife who now had guardianship over all of our accounts. And neither would she allow me to see our kids. She took everything out of, "Our" names and changed them to her name only; then would not allow me to our home and divorced me. I was angry, but no more. I spent half of 1988 and more than half of 1989 in hospitals, nursing homes and a three month stint at a head-injury rehab center where I was being taught how to re-enter society as this different person, that I didn't know. I was not able to return to my previous line of work, a self-employed decorator, you know, painting and paperhanging. It was a physical job which required much dexterity, finesse, and a good grasp of numbers. I returned to the beginning, school, but on a community college level. One of the instructor's liked my writing and I began focusing my attention on that. I attended classes at, "The Loft," A Place for Writers in Minneapolis. While there, a classmate of mine was having her friend from New York, a CBS executive, to her home for the holidays and asked me if she could do a critique on a couple chapters of a book I was writing, "A Day I'll Never Remember" and I obliged. When she returned to class the following Monday she told me that the exec wanted a ten-page synopsis of the book for a possible movie; I was excited. After obliging for that also, I never saw or heard from her or the guy from CBS. Next thing I knew I was watching a movie called, "Regarding Henry" starring Harrison Ford and the scenes of therapy were exactly like what I went through and had written about. Regarding Henry - could've been my story except that, "Henry" got his head injury from a gunshot and his wife stayed with him throughout the ordeal. Coincidence I'm sure, though, the therapy scenes entailed what I described in the book so I always wondered..... My hope, my dream is to bolster our income for my daughter and for myself. I am and have been raising this beautiful, talented little girl who was diagnosed with autism at age two, since 2006 singlehandedly. I divorced her mother the same year following complaints that I spent too much time with our daughter. However, Stephanie began school with no need for special education. She has been reading since age four and understanding what she'd read. Stephanie maintains straight "A's" on her report card, has published two books (through school) and has been selected as an, "Honors" student for seventh grade English. My ex moved to New York to be closer to her sister and has been remarried now for a number of years. Well, that's only a snippet of my sixty-one years and I would like to thank you for reading, thank you.

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