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Tonight I went salsa dancing again with a bunch of students and the Whipping Man (as one of the students dubbed the guy who almost tore our fingers out last time) was there and in top shape, only this time I held my own against him and my fingers went unharmed. However, when he discovered I knew how to spin, he started whipping me around like a human top. It looks impressive, I'm sure, but there's more to dancing than that, right? He was spinning me so much that I wasn't even dancing at all for stretches, the only movements my feet made were because I had to keep my balance.

Also, there's no soul in his dancing, it's as though he's going through the motions.