Flight

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"I skated along the cobblestone on high heels. Those were the key to my flight. I soared past the movie theater, past my old rivals who tried to learn my trick. Into the park now as I skied over a campfire, mocking those in pursuit with my extravagance. "You old dog," they laughed. We were kindred spirits after all."

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