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Her body just flows as she strolls down the catwalk.

(And then, I'd lay out a skeleton on my desk for the first day of class. I'd ask the students for a show of hands of those who don't want to get old. Many hands would rise. I'd wave over the bones and inform them that "he's been 22 for the last thirty years." I'd ask again how many didn't want to get old. No hands would go up.)
 
Her body just flows as she strolls down the catwalk.

(And then, I'd lay out a skeleton on my desk for the first day of class. I'd ask the students for a show of hands of those who don't want to get old. Many hands would rise. I'd wave over the bones and inform them that "he's been 22 for the last thirty years." I'd ask again how many didn't want to get old. No hands would go up.)
But naturally that gait down the catwalk slows with time.

p.d. made me laugh!!
 
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