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Subject: `. Accent .´


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Catalina
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Date Posted: 17:03:04 01/26/02 Sat

Tendrils of glossy silk cascade about the smooth countenace of the deliriously beautiful belle, the rich shade of ebony shadowing the golden olive hue of her skin. The brisk air of the outdoors causes a soft trail of pink to creep along her high cheekbones: a pale blush of rose compliments of the cold. A sweater of soft scarlet coloration frames the curves of her torso as a simple pair of flared, low-cut jeans rest just below her hips.
Almond-shaped orbs of depthless chocolate hue flicker towards the counter of the intimate-feeling coffeehouse, Catalina's hips modestly swaying as she silently treads closer to place her order. Softly asking for a cup of zen tea, the slender freshman awaits her hot beverage with learned patience. Her right hand gently tugs on the left sleeve of the reddish pink sweater, oblivious to the fact the hue draws a vibrant glow about her every contour and feature.
As she receives the steaming liquid, the essence of mint and lemongrass overwhelms her sense of smell. The aroma of the tea always comforted her on a cold day, and today be no different. Moving towards the nearest empty booth, Catalina elegantly slips into her seat with one smooth animation. Only then does she allow herself to sip the wonderful taste of the green tea and look into the sea of numerous faces.

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