“Ball der Tanzschule Schwebach” in Austria Center Vienna. I danced all night long and enjoyed specials like a sushi bar and some of the break highlights like an Irish step performance and other dancing formations. I lost count of the number of ladies I danced with. There was one who danced so much better than me but never managed to smile the whole time. I began to pity all those girls who have boyfriends who don’t go to balls to dance but to drink. And I pity those even more who let themselves be influenced by their boring partners and follow.