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COME UN ANiMALE:
« Thread Started on Feb 3, 2008, 1:36am »

september fifth.
I always liked how cold cobblestone felt on my bare feet.
My toes curled as I leaned against the rails of the bridge, looking down at the inky water and quite enjoying the way my elbows stung on the stone wall that kept me from falling. Sometimes I just liked having a quiet moment to myself, instead of moaning for a deaf man, paying the dead, throwing pearls before swine. I liked my job and all, but sometimes it felt like nothing came out of it. Especially when you could be swimming in lace and gold with your family, but instead you choose to rough it out on the streets and the canals. It seemed silly sometimes when I thought about it, but then I would remember the way my mother always slurred out my name through glasses of fine French wine, "Letisssssiyaaa..." and I knew I was perfectly happy.
And Venizia was so much more beautiful when you weren't looking out of a crystal window pane. I could never go without the sound of gondolas gliding across the water, like big wooden swans. I would only say these sort of things to myself, or on paper, or to the birds that perch on the statues of the city. If I ever told the boys this sappy drawl, I'd probably get a good punch in the stomach from one or two of them.
Sighing, I chewed the end of my little black Djarum a bit more then let it drop into the water below, watching its orange glow disappear. I rubbed my tongue against the roof of my mouth, savoring the tangy taste, because it would probably be washed away by something a little more salty. Bending down, I slipped my feet into my empty stilettos, lacing the black leather twine up my calves and tying it in a neat bow at the back of the knee. God, those things were uncomfortable. But if they were pointy and useful for kicking things, I wasn't too concerned about how luxurious they were. I straightened my back and stretched, giving another restless sigh. Might as well go find the boys, I thought, they'll be looking for me. They always went crazy when I was gone too long, though I'm not sure why. Probably worried I'd get stolen away by some bad man... dumbasses. No matter how much you insist, men will never see what a proper woman can do on her own.

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