We always see others as more perfect, convinced that we ourselves are lacking in some fundamental way. So we might silently compete with each other, or feel jealous, or intimidated, or insecure around each other because we perceive that they are in possession of the very things we are lacking. 

Social tango is competitive by nature. But it’s a strange kind of competition. There is no physical prize at the end, there is no certificate of accomplishment or a medal at the end of the milonga. We go in competing for the attention of someone we want to dance with.