Out on my lunch at work, I spotted a pair of black flat, ballet shoes in the doorway of a German themed pub; my eyes were instantly drawn to them, clearly left there after a night out, my attention was to detail the condition of them, and the soles inside: battered, lovingly tainted with sweet, feminine arches and imprinted with that succulent sweat only a lady can create.
This all clearly states that I have been lovingly conditioned with an ATW artistic eye for the worn, and it's most definitely the minute details of said things that pack a kinky punch. π«¦
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