That twisted ankle hobble. With defiant grace in mountain heels. Damaged elegance. Longways and sideways. Down the block from ancient wiretaps, purple lips and redcut limbs melding with filtered cloth. Beautifully beat, but always moving. In all directions. Stout ladders leaning against angelic winds. Accentuation and ascension. Sideways and longways. Up and down. Club in the clouds. God pillar.
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