Tango In A Psychiatric Ward

Gustavo’s eyes were dead or resting in pharmaceutical peace, while Mattias’s were hyper-wild and terminally giddy from years of cannabis and other drug practice.

Camille Cusumano
Nov 6 · 7 min read
Artwork on walls leavens the gravity of the psychiatric ward—so does the tango. All photos, Library Camille Cusumano

The thing that stays with me is how well both men, wardees at psychiatric hospital, danced tango. The hospital is in Buenos Aire’s…

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Camille Cusumano

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Writes, dances in San Francisco. Novel, essay, memoir author. Teaches tango. Writes on writing, travel, outdoors, culture, tango. Former editor at VIA Mag.

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Publishes shapely prose, creative nonfiction (travel and memoir) and fiction (short), that is deeply contemplative, imaginative, literary with an irresistible narrative drive.

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