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Desayuno Dancing…

Or Breakfast Baile.  Somehow this title is only working in Spanglish. C’mon.  Admit it.  I know we aren’t the only ones whose breakfast (and dinner) often turns into a dance party. Like most of you, I’m pretty sure, our breakfast dance-a-thon this morning was to the beat of the lovely CuCu Diamantes.  (I have to [...]

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