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We run stiffly, in tailored suits. Shiny, but firm, leather boots. Never again? to be free and loose with our feet? like we did when we were kids? We run as much as our capacity and tolerance allow.. Swiftly, but straight. with restraint . As to not shake, at our dignity
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May 6, 2018
May 6, 2018 at 8:03 AM UTC
business man running
We run stiffly, in tailored suits. Shiny, but firm, leather boots. Never again? to be free and loose with our feet? like we did when we were kids? We run as much as our capacity and tolerance allow.. Swiftly, but straight. with restraint . As to not shake, at our dignity
By Nic Mac Makes me smile when I see, what only can be described as - the restrained running of grown men and women, in their business suits. Often seen at train stations
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May 6, 2018
May 6, 2018 at 8:03 AM UTC
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