I went in Istanbul for a tango festival. I was feeling good, all alone in an unknown world, tango being the link for interaction. I arrived at 11 am, after a night with no sleep, so I wanted to take a nap. I could not sleep. Something dragged me down from bed to the reception, and since I went there I went to register myself and to find a dance partner. The girl at registration table told me that I could dance with that guy. I noticed “that guy”, he was standing near me, quite old, an Italian look of gigolo, sad, without force of seduction, white hair. I said: “why not”, I could find something better next days. He said the same, we looked at each other and agreed. He was pleasant company, but when we danced I felt his good and delicate vibration . A warmth surrounded me, and I became nervous; why to be anxious…Liked the feeling, was like a magic. I danced before with good dancers, this was not a good dancer, this was magic of vibration, recognition in dance. We talked afterwards and we could not stop, we found some many things that we were both interested in. It was like we found ourselves. We hardly separated since that day. We stayed 1 extra day, just for us, we didn’t sleep nights, we hardly ate, we cried, we laughed, we said “I love you”, he visited me, we cried again. Up to the day he realized that he didn’t want a long distance relationship. Too much intensity once cannot handle. We talk from time to time now. I still love him. It was true love. Don’t know if this man is destined for me or not, time will tell.

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