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“The job of feets is walking, but their hobby is dancing.”

“Caution not spirit, let it roam wild; for in that natural state dance embraces divine frequency.”

“Through synergy of intellect, artistry and grace came into existence the blessing of a dancer.”

“Life is an affair of mystery; shared with companions of music, dance and poetry.”

“Marriage is not kick-boxing, it's salsa dancing.”

“She pulled out a few tortilla chips from a nearby shelf, dipping one deeply and popping it in her mouth, then holding out the jar so Daniel could do the same. She was hit with the summery peach and brown sugar that sweetened the tomatoes, and then the heat built, numbing her tongue from the back to the front. She swallowed, eyes watering, and looked at Daniel, who already had his mouth open trying to cool it off. Most Wisconsinites couldn't hold their heat, so she wouldn't be able to use it straight, but there were some nice flavors in there. "Here." She handed him a yogurt smoothie she kept in the fridge for days when she didn't have time to make a sandwich for herself. "Sorry, G. I thought it would be delicious." He had an easy manner, bordering on shy, but with a strong thoughtful streak. Gina appreciated his amiable company. "Ye of little faith. It has great flavor. It would be a shame to waste it. Have a seat and give me a few minutes." Daniel settled on the overturned five-gallon bucket she used as a chair when it was slow. "Tell me about what you were doing in Texas," she said. "My sister and her family live near Austin. I try to get down and visit her once a winter. It's a nice break from the cold." While he spoke she worked, mixing the salsa into cream cheese to cut the heat. She had some cornbread that she had made herself so it was the right texture to cut into slices- it would be the perfect accompaniment. She warmed up a little slow-cooked pork, tossing it with the peach salsa cream cheese mix, and put it between the cornbread slices with some shredded Monterey Jack, grilling it with butter to give the bread a crisp crunch.”

“It's a mix of chilaquiles and cheesy grits--- something my grandmothers used to make, in their own ways. One was Black, from Georgia, and the other was Mexican, from Veracruz. I grew up eating both, and this is kinda like a blend of the two worlds. A little homage to both of them." I took a bite, and the flavors exploded--- creamy, sharp cheese with the slight crisp of tortillas, balanced with the rich softness of the eggs. The grits were smooth and buttery, while the spice from the salsa brought the dish to life. I laughed. "This does taste like one foot in the South and the other across the border.”

“Steaming meat slides in our direction, Lucas leading it onto a plate before glancing up at the ticket. He reaches for his belt, covering the meat in some orange sauce and then using his gloved hands to load it with toppings from the trays in front of us. There's cilantro, onions, lime wedges, corn salsa, avocados, and chili peppers. Ten different kinds of salsa, all marked with different colored tape that read either PUSSIES, NIÑOS, BADASS MOFOS, or LOCO. I assume they're heat indexes, and Lucas tells me to fill some plastic cups with a few milds, I reach for the salsa marked PUSSIES. "Whoa, careful." Lucas points to a bottle out of sight. I pull it to the front and it reads GABACHOS. "Pen..." Lucas taps the salsa I reached for first. "Took offense to the labels. Now Pussies is the hottest salsa we have.”

“Spirit is a child, the tune of dancing feet its lullaby.”

“Don't breathe to survive; dance and feel alive.”

“Burdened no more is soul for whom life flows through dance and not breath.”

“Burdened no more is soul for whom life flows through dance like breath.”

“Sometimes in life confusion tends to arise and only dialogue of dance seems to make sense.”

“Dance as the narration of a magical story; that recites on lips, illuminates imaginations and embraces the most sacred depths of souls.”

“Dance is the timeless interpretation of life.”

“If you opened the dictionary and searched for the meaning of a Goddess, you would find the reflection of a dancing lady.”

“One step, two steps, three steps; like winds of time experience joy of centuries, when movements become revelations of the dance of destinies.”

“Transcend the terrestrial; surpass the celestial, from nature’s hands when you receive the sublime pleasures of dance.”

“Make dance the mission every moment seeks to accomplish.”

“Audience of angels descend in the ambiance reciting praises in your glory, when you wear your dance shoes, when you arrive at the stage and with every step you take beneath your feet heaven moves. That is the power of dance.”

“Dance less in motion and more in spirit; awaken the dreamer within.”

“If movements were a spark every dancer would desire to light up in flames.”

“Show me a person who found love in his life and did not celebrate it with a dance.”

“If spirit is the seed, dance is the water of its evolution.”

“Music does not need language of words for it has movements of dance to do its translation.”

“DANCE – Defeat All Negativity (via) Creative Expression.”

“Dance to inspire, dance to freedom, life is about experiences so dance and let yourself become free.”

“Soar like an eagle beyond skies of heavens reach; as wings of dreams dance with winds of reality.”

“Dance resides within us all. Some find it when joy conquers sorrow, others express it through celebration of movements; and then there are those... whose existence is dance,”

“She who is a dancer can only sway the silk of her hair like the summer breeze.”

“Dance is the ritual of immortality.”

“When the melody plays, footsteps move, heart sings and spirit begin to dance.”

“Dance is that delicacy of life radiating every particle of our existence with happiness.”

“Hearts shall dance once again; when canvas of ice is painted with the brush of skates.”

“World seems like a void of silence every time footsteps are deprived of dancing shoes.”

“When a dancer performs, melody transforms into a carriage, expressions turn into fuel and spirit experiences a journey to a world where passion attains fulfillment.”

“Limit not to only five, when the divine gifts the supreme sixth; the sense of dance”

“O wayfarer! Yearn finds quench, not in meadows, seashores or altitude of mountain peaks; but when being becomes dance.”

“O wayfarer! Yearn finds quench, not in meadows, seashores or altitude of mountain peaks; but when being and dance are one.”