Listening to a Ricky Martin CD is like buying a soda at the movies. You ask for the small, but when the guy behind the counter says, "Hey, the medium is only a quarter more," you realize how thirsty you are. So you go for it. Then the guy says, "How about the jumbo?" and you keep trading up until you end up with a vat of soda large enough to have an undertow. That drink is Ricky Martin. He lures you with his charisma, his outsize energy, his obvious love of performing, and soon enough the San Juan rhythms are...
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