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Once I heard something strange, almost unexplainable. "I hate walking," said Nicole, my brother's girlfriend. Walking is a living thing, non-reversible, unable to refund. "I just can't stand it," she said. Well, yes, you should be moving, moving your legs joining into that movement, that freedom of absolute expression that boundaries race to form around In fact, when you put the one foot after the next it creates a ripple effect which effortlessly continues on and on "It seems like such a waste of time," but only for the bunny his batteries died out, drums cracked, sunglasses lost he seemed lonely until he saw me walking by "I love walking," I said. And then I left.
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Nov 12, 2019
Nov 12, 2019 at 12:29 AM UTC
Walking for Days