I remember the first guy that I taught. He walked into this studio and very shy and very nervous and I was also nervous going,

did someone just pay me to teach him how to dance?

What the hell?

Do not let him on that this is potentially a scam.

Like, there's no way he's paying me to teach him how to dance, whatever, let's roll with this.

And he told me his story.

He said, so obviously I don't know how to dance.

Also on top of that, I'm gay and so everyone expects me to know how to dance.

They think I'm a fantastic dancer anyway.

That is so far from the truth.

I need so many shots of booze in order to like not you know get lost in my thoughts not feel embarrassed

because I know I'm embarrassed myself to not know that people are staring

wondering why can't this gay man dance?

And for the first, I don't know, half hour of the lesson,

he was staring down at his feet.

Like his head, his whole body was basically in that of shame,

just like shoulders caved in, head down, arms cross,

as if he was literally guarding himself

from being attacked.

And he started learning a few basic moves,

like very simple moves, and it started to feel good and once he got the moves and he started doing it to the beat and he noticed that he's like, okay, cool, it's going to the beat and then his shoulders relaxed his arms relax and I remember he

looked up at the mirror in front of him and then he smirt he smiled and went what's up he

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