Pay no attention to the sign

Pay no attention to the neon over his head. Rene is as straight as you are. Unlike you, he's from Cuba and can salsa his skinny ass off. This he does at noon every Sunday in the Midtown Market, as he tries to teach people like you how to dance the way he does.

The white folks, generally the worst dancers, seem to be having the most fun, as they thoroughly enjoy just about the only thing that can be legally imported to the U.S. from Cuba: hot hot dancing.

So cha, cha everybody.

Kathleen and I took Steve and Nancy to see Rene a couple of weeks ago. Nothing doing for our Norwegians. One of these days Kathleen will crank up the courage to go and walk with Rene and then, well, you'll have to come see it to believe it.

Rene sells shoes at a nearby store, according to Danny, and if having a charming, exciting way with women has anything to do with selling them hot, sexy shoes, there are many closets in South Minneapolis with just too much leather.

"Latin dancing is done with your whole body, not just your feet," coaches Rene. "It is all about body language." Keep talking, Rene.