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:+: entrance made into brick palace by methods of other. Smokey grey globes searching for things unknown to mind beloging to female just a place to go. Dark tresses billow out as if a dark curtain behind with thin wisp and caress of breeze. Worn sneaker clad peds rested upon trusted and loved board as propelled through crowds in slow, fluid motion. Bod' clad in simple white 'wife-beater' tank and adorned in to small hips were parachute pants and terry bands to wrists. Aura emphasized nothing more than what was portrayed. Simple to fact and face as optics rolled from the moving crowd as couple pushed, turned and rubbed, a supposed form of dancing. In quick moption, female stops, leans back on board to kick up and grab then tucked at side. What else did this place have to offer? :+: |