May 2012
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Faith
rolledtrousers:
The skirt was her better judgement, fighting her for every step she took into the bar. A manifestation of her own will, albeit a skimpy, criminally short and tight manifestation. She hated the way it felt, each stride stretching the material before it sprung back into form, as if nothing had happened. But she was one step further into this building, one step further from the...