Lately, I had the wonderful experience of going to a club without dancing, smoking, or drinking twice. Basically, I was invited to a Latino club in Shanghai by two different groups of my friends. Since I am at a certain point in my life where I avoid dancing by any means, accepting these invitations was by far one of the most absurd decisions I have made in the last couple of months, and oh boy, I made a lot of them; something that needs its own story for another day. While the first time was not that eventful, as I...