Our Man in Europe, dave delacroix... My Club Havana Social Club.
Some BLONDE stringer sez SHE-likes to Mango! U hangin with dah rong crows. There-s a MURDER, a MURDA of crows over ya Samba tete!!! That Nobodody knows. Juess dah whisper of Tafetta, the kiss of cocktail-smile and there IS U. U! U!
Some Ragazzo, spick N Carouso, dances LIKE Valentino, in you ARMS, give up your Senorito, you bleed like a piglet in his charms then U Say TO YOUR cHEVALIER, i JUST, FORGIVE ME, i had TO cOME!....
Some Amori, Amorati, some TANGO-Fuck-U, some Tango-Acrorabatica, and forgive me DALHING these SHOES are Killing Me! I FEEL your Gain!
Anyways! Mio, I-m sitting with the Hat-Check Gal. Havent SEEN U in a while. We-re goin to HER place. Drink Margahritas, play Salsa music, tapas and groove. Catch U tomorrow Babee. As for MY Club Havana....guess u get to see it in the rain.
c.2020, davedelacroix.
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