Monday, March 17, 2003

Samba's



The wind was blowing something fierce. Debris flying everywhere. I was lead quickly to an unassuming little shop towards the end of the building. Once there, I was told not to look to my sides but to follow and head straight to the rear, to a much smaller room, well hidden behind all the pretty colors and paraphernalia. And there in the corner, tucked away in the shadows, sat two pairs of these fabled shoes that could change my world. I slipped them on and... heaven. Even without socks, they fit as if they'd known my feet for years. wow. Needless to say, they're home with me now. We're waiting to go on our first date.

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