A nordic goddess overtook me today. I was coming to Strangeways when she darted past me at incredible speed - blonde, blue-eyed, with a slight (natural) tan, her hair tied into a thick plat like that of a viking maiden. Clad in tight black and red lycra covering her from neck to ankles, she was an apparition, half Venus, half Minerva. Robust but shapely at the same time. A dream. Poetry on wheels. The stuff of songs.
I considered giving chase but my knees told me in no uncertain terms that that wasn't a possibility. I saw her disappear in traffic as I approached town.
I considered giving chase but my knees told me in no uncertain terms that that wasn't a possibility. I saw her disappear in traffic as I approached town.
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