... how interesting
not that the internet ever is
or
real
i didnt half ferkup
i should have.
There was something about her lines, very North-south..
speaking to me, of head held high
back upright
as the mindfuck of humanity
80 or more years jostling her
only from aside...
no one whacking hers from above
into badly roughed up fencepost tops
( her "Latvians" i noticed, rather good at)
the creases, she in control of for the RIGHT reasons..
a dance empressario
herding her flock... so that the shoulder jostle of life neatly folds her whole self into the way it should be... all a steadiest flow.. no turbulence ...
just the way it goes
ears, eyes, and creases guiding all the water
off an old "duck's" front, streamlined... flow...
hmm mot very good but note to self.
but try Oggling
and its all the melodramatic Eastenders right royal rumpus version.. yuck
