Dating a latin american man

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A bunch of construction workers on the street happened to notice two women with breasts (me) and legs (her) and decided to express their appreciation. They pick you up, they open the door, they deliver you home at the end of the night, making you feel like you can finally relax and forget about the timetable of the last Metro.

There we were, two New York expats, glowing in the bask of whistles and “buena” cheers from a bunch of construction workers. The restaurant, the bill, the traffic – none of these are any longer your concern.

Will an invite back to your hotel lead to a night of passion or a slap in the face and a condemnation to the fires of hell for your sinning ways?

Latin America, though, is rightly renowned for its fiery passions and beautiful people, and to miss out on this side of the region’s culture through fear is far more unforgivable than embarrassing yourself with culturally inappropriate body language.

They are happy with no cleavage and you can take the Metro together in your matching Stan Smiths. In true womanizer fashion, Latin men love a challenge and will cross oceans to get with their dream niña.

I’m talking love songs, serenades, cross-Atlantic flights – the whole shebang.

I love me a Latin anything – Mexican food, Peruvian corn, Pisco Sours, Flamenco, you name it.

Never having stepped foot in South America (yet – I’m saving myself), I have successfully outsourced the culture via a number of crazy Latino friends, as well as the other national treasure that this part of the world to offer – Latin men have led to some of the more exciting adventures of my young life.

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There was the Brazilian boy who flew all the way to Paris to visit me after knowing me for merely a few days. They are romantic and passionate and zealous, with spark in their eyes and fire in their loins.

Lastly, there was the suave Peruvian we appropriately nicknamed Juan Pablo, who, in his brief moment of courtship, treated me better than any other guy ever did. They make you feel like a woman, and an attractive one at that.

They are the closest one will get to a Jewish man without the Mamma’s Boy syndrome, or a Russian without the accompanying prejudices and closed-mindedness.

Torture them in this manner for extended periods of time for optimal results. The notorious Argentinian dinger was known to romance all of lower Bowery, Juan Pablo kissed me last summer while already having a girlfriend, and some of the other Latino “family men” I know are openly unfaithful to their significant others.

Then again, French men cheat and have none of the aforementioned positives, so judge for yourself.

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