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This was a very clever farce on the Western world?s idealization of the other, as represented by Cuba, communism and the salsa. All the things we think we are not, we think they are. We can?t dance but we think they can dance, we can?t kiss but we think they can kiss, we don?t know how to live but we think they know how to live. What we?re missing is of course that there is no us an them. We?re all just us, we have similar problems and desires affected by our situation. We have our fantasies about them as equally they have their fantasies about us, rich Americans with their furniture stores i |
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