"A Tango could write with an only finger, but with soul : Tango is intimacy that is hidden and it is the scream that arises naked. Tango is in the air as the air itself, it is in the curved fly of the birds, it is on the peeled wall, that shows a wound of bricks, it is on the far distant corner and it is too on the corner that forms your heart and mine"
(Armando Discepolo. Argentinean Writer)

Dancing Tango on 9 de Julio Ave