Tuesday, 11 November 2014

The skater.

   It was clear that the skater was oblivious to my presence. He shifts his weight allowing for the board to rotate in mid air. His body is silhouetted against the soft pink dust sky. It was like a heat haze covering the city in a steamy blanket, turning the hills to a pastel mauve. I could see that his face showed stern concentration, which caused the skater to frown.

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