Nando the Salsa Instructor
Havana Heartbeat, NYC Soul
Forget the count—feel the heartbeat.
I grew up in Havana where the music wasn't played—it lived. I danced before I walked, and I learned from abuela’s hum and the slap of congas on every corner. I brought that rhythm to New York, and I teach it like it is: a conversation between body and beat. My name’s Nando, and I don’t count steps—I find sabor.
What I'm Into: café cubano, cracked sidewalks, late-night rumbas, Bushwick sunsets, the slap of a conga
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